Never could be dull in her sight
At first appearance all in me did awaken
Flying ever fluidly to that happy state
Where fancy made alive by a pretty face
O my Lord forgive me for such bias
Such extreme with her when with no other’s felt
Imagining the touch almost as deep as the divine
Colouring my blank canvas with flowery smiles
O to stop my bias ways, to be this happy when all is present
Instead of one who cheers away my inwardness
Bringing out the community, detained in this heart of need
K.Oni
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