AYONOTE'S

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Oh my sweetheart:
My only red rose
The blood of my life
The mirror of my soul

I wonder, how
You will take
My shocking tidings
Like a shaking train

I wonder, how
You will feel like a wandering flower
Perhaps, how joyous
Like a newly disvirgined lady

You can see
How unbalanced
Like a religious priest
I am in my lovely mind

I know like an angel
How to love like a saint
How to care like parents
How to protect like a lover

But, unfaithful
You are...
Like Hosea's wife
In the book of life

Thus, I am scared of thee
For you are neither
A friend nor a sister
Like David and Ruth