your
beauty has inspired me
to
endless aching poetry
all
else be damned, i’ll hold your hand
barry
white would understand
why
nothing else i’ve ever felt
could
never ever make me melt
into
a puddle filled with love
till
all that i am dreaming of
becomes
the kiss upon your lips
the
world lost in an eclipse
where
day is night and night is day
your
beauty is the only way
the
sun will find a path to shine
warming
even the divine
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