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THE LOVER, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: I love her body and her soul
Last Line: Me down and -- worship -- is the word.
Subject(s): Love


I love her body and her soul,
But I must choose.
Alas! her heart, it is so kind,
So sweet her body, pure her mind,
I would not lose
A petal of the perfect whole.

Her gentle spirit wounds her flesh,
She feeleth woe
So keenly. Sorrow, pain and sin
Gaze at her all bright within
And grieve her so,
Tears mar the body's golden mesh.

Her face is fair as temple gates.
I linger there
And look and love, then reverently
Pass in, the fairer soul to see;
Nor may compare
The door to what within awaits.

For there are angel choirs heard
And heaven's appeal.
There jeweled windows, mystic sight,
Reveal their beauty and the light;
So there I kneel
Me down and -- worship -- is the word.





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