Rolled Shirt Sleeves

Where white silk has never been worn
Nor promises ever spilled forth
No petals tossed up in good sport

None troubadours have set the scene 
No busy-ers to plan the dream
The path forth untrodden and green

With eyes that see sacred in place
Beside Love’s Best Fly-ing Ace
The air with my oath I’ll then grace 

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