Do they bleed my red roses? sooner they may part-off from my heart. A Dusky bee as i spare this time, Lonely across this silence’s prophecy. O’ here with charmless petals, Once seen as ribbon ed red smiles; But spirited charm wilt shrinking, Seems very mute sorrow they are; But perpetual pleasure never hide from your lips abroad, Nor you shall reply me fearless,Smile once! And as your souls refinement, Never you match them with any ugly faults. As long as you hang in your eternal grip, You shall shine aloft my silver core. Nithin purple
End of the poem
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