Shakespearean sonnet - This Lady a treasure
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My ladies' eyes like the glistening moon Her skin as soft as snow

Shakespearean sonnet - This Lady a treasure

My ladies' eyes like the glistening moon

Her skin as soft as snow

Her wisdom like that of the runes

Vibrant like the flowers that grow

My ladies figure like that of a silhouette on sand

Her vitality like an oasis

The shade she offers in this wasteland

Her energy a subtle bliss

My ladies courage like alloys of many metals

Her strength like oak

Her lips like velvet petals

Her beauty is bespoke

My lady my treasure

My lady I'm at your leisure

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