I heard much of Cleopatra.
I read much of Cleopatra,
Read with her lover Mark
Antony.
But I never saw her beauty.
What sensation I would’ve got
Had I seen her in bone and
flesh,
That sensation came to me hot
When you, Jessiamma, I met.
I wish I saw you a decade
Ago when you’re a young
orchard.
Your kindness outlives your
beauty.
It is unkind to deride your
bounty.
I regard you in high esteem
As in you runs a crystal
stream,
Wherein many want to bathe,
That you ward off to keep it
clean.
You are gifted with a beauty
That women view as their envy
And men find as their energy.
Thus, your journey is made
easy
17.07.2001

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