Oh, my beautiful dove,
may the sheen of your beauty never becloud,
the rosy complexion of your delicate rind
never lose its feel and freshness;
the freckles and bronzing of darkness
may never stigmatize your embodiment;
tumults of the mind and the storms of the soul,
may never bother your elegance;
let my love be the strength,life and blood
of your sparkling beauty,
my skin be a lampshade overhanging the lamp of your beauty,
and the tallow drawn from my innards fuel it;
let the rays diffusing through the lampshade,
bring extra charm to your beauty,
may the lamps of your eyes keep sparkling with love,
your beauty be no slave to seasons,
prevailing all through spring,summer, winter and fall
never, never to wither or wane.
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