Content with Gabriela! No; I do repent
The many decades I with her have spent.
Not Gabriela but Pearl I love:
Who will not change a polar bear for a panda?
The will of man is by his reason sway'd;
And reason says you are the worthier puppeteer.
Things growing are not stolen until their season
So I, being lanky, till now ripe not to reason;
And touching now the point of human skill,
Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your forehead, where I o'erlook
Love's stories written in love's damaged book.
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