* simple *
Kiss your lips
Simple succour seek
Great beauty find
In stillness of your sleep
Admire lines and curves
Elegant sweep of neck
All the beauty you take for granted
I discover each day anew
As if we had never met before
I stop to stare afresh
Rewrite charts of you
Upon essence of my being
See universe of spirit
A light to break this dusk
Cut through night of doubt
Bring certainty of Sun
And all glorious make.
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