MY pOeTrY
The Fault's no mine
Pearls
over sea envy your teeth that shine.
Fish
over sea envy your eyes that cry.
Ship
although lost its way is happy,fine;
And
hopes to see you board and speeds awry.
The
scent of princess sees you, leaves her realm;
But
not to fragrance you, begs for your scent.
The
sword of 'Xander, leaves it's sheath: 'verwhelm'd
By
thee, yet guards you; sword that grabb'd 'very cent.
The
birds that chirp stop to learn your song.
The
Amazon will stop to see your curves.
The
wind, exhaled from thee, will slash the long-
Burning
wood's fire; for yours no he deserves.
Above
this you provok'd me burn my time;
The
fault's no mine, it's your beauty's crime.
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