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WINNER - 65307786 - not-logged-in-d5e1a3f88d5c39acb3af
65310058 - lksdlaurel
65320220 - not-logged-in-ab7f19adcc468523d843
65323433 - csleahey
65335796 - weathertrinity
65335842 - not-logged-in-7815ef3f695304989438

WINNER - 65307786 - not-logged-in-d5e1a3f88d5c39acb3af

III LYRIC
The princess is coming
From the edge of the sea

The wind from the sea
Stirs the feathers of swans

The wind fells the apples
The wind fills the basket

My love is coming inland
The wind deserts the sea

IV EPIGRAM
I'm avalanched by memories of you
But rich and precious as they are
I die to meet you that we both may die
And I shall have no time for memories
________________________________________________
You know the theory about ideal beauty being achieved by a selection or re-arrangement of natural beauties. This I reject because of the wonder I have at your personal beauty, my darling.
V
If beauty were a composite
Of numerous heroines
An essence, an Idea, a ghost,
The Face that faces wish to be

Who is the body under me
Superbly individual
Unique she is, unique my love,
And not a summary.

Lawrence

65310058 - lksdlaurel

III Lyric

The princess is coming
From the edge of the sea

The wind from the sea
Stirs the feathers of the swans

The wind fells the apples
The wind fells the basket

My love is coming inland
The wind deserts the sea

IV Epigram

I'm avalanched by memories of you
But rich and precious as they are
I die to meet you that we both may die
And I shall have no time for memories.

ianknow the theory about ideal beauty being achieved by a selection or re-arrangement of natural beauties. This I reject because of the wonder I have at your personal beauty, my darling.

V

If beauty were a composite
of numerous heroines
An essence, an idea, a ghost,
The face that faces wish to be

Who is the body under me
Superbly individual
Unique she is, unique my love,
And not a summary.

Lawrence

65320220 - not-logged-in-ab7f19adcc468523d843

III LYRIC
The princess is coming
From the edge of the sea

The wind from the sea
Stirs the feathers of swans

The wind fells the apples
The wind fills the basket

my love is coming inland
The wind deserts the sea

IV EPIGRAM
I'm avalanched by memories of you
But rich and precious as they are
I die to meet you that we both may die
And I shall have no time for memories

You know the theory about ideal beauty being achieved by a selection or re-arrangement of natural beauties. This I regret because of the wonder I have at your personal beauty, my darling.

V
If beauty were a composite
Of numerous heroines
An essence, an idea, a ghost,
The Face that faces wish to be

Who is the body under me
Superbly individual
Unique she is, unique my love,
And not a summary

Lawrence

65323433 - csleahey

III LYRIC

The princess is coming
From the edge of the sea

The wind from the sea
Stirs the feathers of swans

The wind fells the apples
The wind fills the basket

My love is coming inland
The wind deserts the sea

IV EPIGRAM

Im avalanched by memories of you
But rich and precious as they are
I die to meet you that we both may die
And I shall have no time for memories.

You know the theory about ideal heaven being achieved by a selection on rearrangement of natural beauties. This I reject because of the wonder I have at your personal beauty, my darling.

V
If beauty were a composite
Of numerous heroines
An essence, an Idea, a ghost,
The Face that Jare wish to be

Who is the body under me
Superbly individual
Unique she is, unique my love
And not a summary.

Lawrence

65335796 - weathertrinity

III Lyric
The princess is coming
from the edge of the sea

The wind from the sea
stirs the feathers of swans

This wind sells the apples
The wind fills the basket

My love is coming inland
The wind deserts the sea

IV Epigram

I'm avalanched by memories of you
But rich and precious as they are
I die to meet you that we bats may die
And I shall have no time for memories.

You know the theory about ideal beauty being achieved by
a selection or re-arrangement of material beauties. This
I reject because of the wonder I have at your personal
beauty, my darling

V

If beauty were a composite
of numerous
An essence, an idea, a ghost,
The face that faces wish to be

who is the body under me
superbly individual
unique she is, unique my love,
And not a summary.

Lawrence

65335842 - not-logged-in-7815ef3f695304989438

III LYRIC
The princess is coming
From the edge of the sea

The wind from the sea
Stirs the feathers of swans

The wind fells the apples
The wind fells the basket

My love is coming inland
The wind deserts the sea

IV EPIGRAM
I'm avalanched by memories of you
But rich and precious as they are
I die to meet you that we both may die
And I shall have no time for memories.
I know the theory about ideal beauty being achieved by
A selection or re-arrangement of natural beauties. This
I reject because of the wonder I have at your personal
Beauty, my darling.

V
If beauty was a composite
Of numerous heroines
An essence, an idea, a ghost,
The face that faces wish to be
Who is the body under me
Superbly individual
Unique she is, unique my love,
And not a summary.

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