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Nigel Paolo Grageda

I Covet You

Darling, I covet you,

for my sincerity

does move laboriously

alike comets that flew


to stroke the heaven

with adoring blushes,

know we could have given

loud cicadas a whip of hushes;


Darling, I covet you,

offers of life and bread

despite the crumbs are few;

let us hold dearly with nothing said.

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