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Often
dost mine eyes desire fairest sights
Glancing along the garden of roses
Dreaming of beauty in their darkest nights
Taking pills of pulchritude in doses
But when at thee they look, thy looks suffice
And therefore never shall they pray for more
There’s more beauty I behold in thine eyes
Than I dost in those which poets adore
So my love, never fear time’s tyranny
Despite the withering it may e’er cause
Though the truth inside is now’s heresy
I shall go on in defiance of laws
Thou fixest the whole being of my heart
I would live and die to observe thine art
Glancing along the garden of roses
Dreaming of beauty in their darkest nights
Taking pills of pulchritude in doses
But when at thee they look, thy looks suffice
And therefore never shall they pray for more
There’s more beauty I behold in thine eyes
Than I dost in those which poets adore
So my love, never fear time’s tyranny
Despite the withering it may e’er cause
Though the truth inside is now’s heresy
I shall go on in defiance of laws
Thou fixest the whole being of my heart
I would live and die to observe thine art
-Rain Check
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