that I have found sweet and best,
quiet, leaving barely but a trace
where love may now must rest.
Each close, touching yet graced apace,
Tucked in gently beneath my heart.
Mine for you and yours for me,
counterpoint, counterpart,
love placed so, set to softly carry
my soul sustained as I impart:
from my thoughts far you will never be
Having sought, and found this revered lee
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