To Her Beauty

If 'beauty' Be the self satisfied pride she bears, 
Each Fly do wing around her cherubic sweet face, 
As they; lovers seek what her anonymous covers, 
And dream them in a transient trace. When 'beauty', a self possessed pride, you Worn, 
Each fly does wing around your wilt grace, 
As what lovers opine, 'how your beauty haste flown; 
As falls the man in his transient race'. 

Nithin purple

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