The Sweet Sweetie .
In the ups and down of temptations’ profile ,
You Sweet wipe sorrow’s figure and beguile .
In the dreary ways of unknown miles ,
You Sweet peep and mitigate the weep ,
With your soul effusing smile .
In the hopeless desert with empty heart ,
Melancholy takes possession on the will ,
You Sweet bloom breaking nature’s seal .
In clouded insecurity while plunge with no rope ,
You Sweet come by like a floating boat ,
And make me the monarch of impossible hope .
While the natural hunger with thirst starve ,
You Sweet repair the senses’ agony ,
And play your unasked love in my harp .
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