Shy poem of artistic poverty
Everything of such delicate quality
Soft kisses, windblown curtains, moments of everlasting luxury
Thimblefuls of piety
Wings fluttered like your splendid modesty
Carefully sewn cloth, simple snacks in the grass, the safe joy of mutual vanity
Victoria, crisp grass and sun-soaked land
Hands in hair, feet deep in sand
Music floats and hearts broke and a wooden wedding band
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