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A task she said she had for me to do.
A simple thing really, not big at all.
You must prove to me that your heart is true.
By your success in this you rise or fall
Of my body, tell which three parts do you
Delight in most? Which cause your heart to stall?
Commit to paper, it's not much for you
To find three quatrains and a couplet, that's all.
Your lips my Mistress come first to my mind.
Comes next is the subtle curve of your hips.
A man I'd not be, or else I'd be blind
If e'er your bosom from my mind would slip.
These three things I truly cherish, and yet,
Mostly it is your mind I can't forget.