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Which stirs the soul and sets the heart at ease.
Upon thy visage, beauty’s grace does dwell,
A visage fairer than poets dare to tell.
Thine eyes, like starlight glimmering soft and true,
Hold secrets vast, of heavens’ fairest hue.
Thy voice, a hymn that soothes the weary air,
Doth charm the earth and silence all despair.
With every step, thou tread'st on tender ground,
As though the world thy grace alone hath found.
A muse thou art, of whom my heart doth sing,
In thee, the bloom of love’s eternal spring.
Oh, Kae, my heart’s desire, my passion’s flame,
I yearn to write thee lines to bear thy name.
Forevermore, in thee my soul doth stay,
My love, my hope, my cherished, sweetest Kae.
how did he know I have it ??