The Circus
Thoughts juggle aspect of your character
Defining your perfections
Spotlights burnishing on curves
I dare to turn my attention
As your love walks a tight rope
While balancing a gorgeous smile on the index
And the wit of charisma on the ring finger
My heart gasps to see your charm do precarious acrobatics
Till realization reminds me your beauty skin deep,
origins of the soul
You are my circus
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