Dedication

To my all lovers- imagined or real.-

Ne’er you’ll meet for touches sweet, yet born

By thought, your skin I feel

In wandering dreams that many scorn.

Though fancies lay in tender memories by day,

Your loves with me by night shall stay.

Upon obliging day when next I wake,

Your kisses on my heart will linger.

For every nice line that pass me by, I ache

For that, it be your form; an end to light I eager.

Then in your arms to stay a while,

So in likeness of our love my life I’ll style.