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And is it possible, in all divinity -
To find perfection and more affinity,
In yet another that bleeds her lips,
When you're still un-dry from your lover's kiss.

Is it possible to look in her eyes,
And lust for freedom, what she may provide,
When the bond on your finger may purely bind,
A caress, a care and nothing to hide.

Is it possible to tell her lies,
The one that loves,in ways you can't suffice.
Is it easy to see her poison, herself- with love unpriced?

For one night's glory and jealousy its grace,
Your lack of security and legacy of ways,

Would you really find perfection, away from home,
All alone, in a stranger’s bosom?