Stolen Blueberry
Your love is like paradise
On earth to me;
Evergreen, with rivers beneath:
With God and your love,
I am secure, ever and never wanting
Of your love and nothing else.
Simply stolen,
My heart is simply stolen.
It makes so much sense to me
That in your absence
You remain my audience:
Your atmosphere is amazing:
My lifetime fresh fruit,
I miss a bite.
I am the blueberry of your eye,
Well kept and never bitten
The world is witness:
It is just that with you
Love is "Let's do it now,
There is no harm in it".
You are a rare woman,
You have never stained me
With disgrace nor regrets
Except that which I imagined
In whispered follies.
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