Her Presence
So divine does her presence seem
of my dreams she's the very theme
the one by whom my heart is warmed
and aspects of a lady formed;
Her demeanor is new to me
I'm pleased by this, her rarity
aura of a queen, a goddess
and portrait of earthly sweetness;
To this shy-hearted enchantress
being of a beauty peerless
she stole my heart with finest air
hers I long crave for in my wear;
Now durst and do much as I dare.
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