Thine eyes shine as bright as the twinkling sky

above. But thine eyes of starlight are placed

in a heavenly face, as peaceful, why,

as beautiful as an angel. Thou, based 

in a high tower, look down upon all. 

O, what would it be like to see through thine

eyes? Blesséd, shining that hold me in thrall,

stopping me in mine tracks. I shall, a shrine,

build for thee. Filled with treats as sweet as thee,

I shall pray until the day I can see

thee eye to eye. We shall go to the sea,

romping through sand, lying in sun. Sweet pea,

we shall walk through the market arm in arm 

and I shall see that thee come to no harm.

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