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Thursday, May 31, 2018

#Poetry: Mistress

(Poem by ViennaCC)

A woman's face with nature's own hand painted
You have it, master mistress of my passion
A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted
With shifting change,but full of fashion

I saw rosesin the fields, red and white
And such roses I see in her cheeks
And in no perfumes there is more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks

Then the conceit of this everlasting stay
Sets you most rich in youth before my sight
Wasteful time dedicated to decay
To change your day of youth to gorgeous night

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