Born into beauty as beauty bequeath
Her gift of sentiment pouring into thee
Shaping a lady with innocence underneath
Gracefully flowing into thine heart free.
Thine fruit doth grow, like a fragile fig tree
For thy faithful lover to gently pick
And taste thy sweet juice, the sweetness of thee
Till thy sweetness doth make a lover love sick.
Innocent thy poison thy lover's blind faith
As blind as night, thy lover cannot see
That thy innocent beauty, famish till wraith
So I eat thy fruit till death take me
For I am thy lover, whom drinks thy sweet
And drinks to death, till I feel mine love complete
Kevin Michael Murphy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blinded-by-beautiful-and-innocent-sweetness/
