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Orbiting thoughtless, I caught my clasp on a comet's  bridal train, to be drawn inside it, and lifted, as gifts one to the other, lovers at birth, worth more than any infinite figure. Big-bosomed to my dripping lips, you slipped me a safe embrace, bountiful in beautiful grace and favour. I savoured all with small greedy gulps, feeling sure how battles are won. The sun kissed blissfully the window netting, letting a little of the morning light seep sweetly in a white mist to the plush carpet, lushly wrapping our happy feet on the floor.      The toils of life I now could undertake,      no matter how this planet Earth might quake.