That plain that I see when I close my eyes
The thrill in my heart when she is near
The raining fire in my faculties when she speaks
The tender tear shed at her beauty
A harbor of warmth in her embrace
A sweetness in her kiss
Stunning dimensions of affection
Exquisite liberation from care or reason
A realm where not but you and I exist,
A step up face to face with someone who completes me
In all my odd angles I am accounted
In all my passions I am rectified,
Breath has grace and thought has meaning
Love wears a crown of divine design
Eternal loyalty instilled in my bones
A hand forever mine to hold
A story that will be mine to tell
My paradise resting in the spirit of another,
A dream in the dark, but a reality in the light
Not an illusion but a dream to call mine.
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