a study toward sonnet #1,495 by FisherKingKQJ
You shall not ever grow old, my sunshine,
As long as your recall accosts my heart-
A young girl waltzing three four, then spin mine,
A slow turning wide arc, our bonding start.
Your pendant cross and earrings post divine,
Your whirl of white hair is kinetic art,
Your miniskirt stretched tight on tights, cuts fine,
Your wrists in bangles wreathed are quite apart.
With my right hand on your curvaceous hip,
My left hand raised aloft in your right hand,
Your breath close, almost my ambrosial sip,
Your flicking fringe locks tease my lips, unplanned.
As long as love in your heart stirs, my fair,
I'll sponsor you the next stem cell repair.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 fair
o $10,000,000 beautiful
o $10,000,000 pretty
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