Alyn Gwyndaf

 

Simple

 

Here's a simple poem
To praise your body fair,
Your hungry eyes,
Your eager lips,
Your grace that cuts the air.

I would that truth were so
Simple, pure and quick,
Your lustrous mind,
Your radiant soul,
I know you're not that thick.

 

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