// Beloved coyness // A Naked artful veil on dome at night... (Poem at caption) Innocence heart why thy like much of tis Coy with the lov'd thee mate, lest be big wings On sky, on freedom bluesh vast veil free And spread thy coyness wings as vast with he His thy soul light, thou heart beat his, lest one As oneness be, be not coy much of rose Of musk, he never pluck thy petals, moon