Sweet Presence. ... Hazel.

Soft echoes of her gentle smile oft times in dreams do steal,

As lightly brushes hair `pon face her wonderous lips I feel,

Moons glow of blush in shadowed room her presense now is real,

Artistic fingers of compassion long slender painted red,

Angelic aura beaconise sweet face as halo for her head,

Transport lithe form from ethers plane lie with me in my bed,

Her swanlike throat so finely made pure sculptured china clay,

To shoulders worked in porcelain this goddess to portray,

Oh darkness Princess queen of love pray let her presence stay,

Her legs of crystal glass set long and shaped by deity's hand,

With grace and passion poise and love my paradise doth stand,

Oh messenger of Dawns cruel light pause long at shadows gate,

Bring not thy burning fire of Dawn this dream to dessimate,

Behold fond lovers do entreat thee leave without disgrace,

Let heavens rain sweet kisses `pon my Angels beauteous face,

From whence such love could be denied love's bed immortal place ...

                                                   ... sweet presence Hazel.

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