Open Love
On a peripheral boat of love
Pondering was I on thy'st love for me,
Enclave me with your bossom milk of care
Never say thy leave, for I would hold strong
Least your love depart from thy heart be rock
O'er the mountains tall your flourish than all
Vale of thy purest honey you are sweet nectars
Endorsed with fairer beauty of the peacock
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