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Ode to Helen

My Helen is a fair and pale beauty
Her green eyes sparkle like ice on the land
Her luscious pink lips burn cold hearts truly
Her snow white bosoms are warm to my hand

My lover has beautiful blonde hair
It ripples like the sun, promising spring
I love to undo her braids and lie there
Embracing it and the pleasure it brings

My lovers passion burns; fiery is she
In her presence I barely hold my thirst
She is playful and extraordinary
Naked she grins at me; my heart could burst!

My lover always reaps what she does sow
She harvests the love and lust she planted
Carefully and with knowing she does go
And partakes of the fruit I have granted

And even as the years go quickly by
I in my Helen's arms I'll choose to lie