Thine eyne incliped fair anight
by JOSEPH BRYANT (Italian Stallion)
‘Tis fair anight that thee has oft incliped,
agazed thy complexion abates, yare to discase;
this bud of love by summer’s ripening breath,
may prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
Nighted, the fineless flote, ’tis quaint…
anight, even the sky’s eyne give oeilliad.
Fancy-free, nature’s labras are softly vading,
embrasuring the whist union; garish anight by day.
Amorous glances pierce subdued nighted darkness,
garnering sheer beauty whilst yearning thy affect.
Stilly welkin waves pastels amidst its fineless canvas,
painting feature – union carkanet on thine bare neck.
© Copyright 2009 By: Italian Stallion
[*Quote taken from William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet – Act II. Scene II. Capulet’s Orchard*]
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