a rhyme or something like it
softly sweet
are you to me
you never see
my muddy feet
but see, instead
what's lovely there
beneath my hair
inside my head
I need no mask
or veil or slip
you see the imp
and take to task
my ways to test
every peace
this onary beast
you put to rest
No one breathes
not one but you
who loves me true
and never leaves.......
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