The Thought of Beautiful
She blends with me
Her beauty is over taking
And showers me with
The warmth of her love
More beautiful than a sunrise
Poised to be her love
Forever I today give her
My treasures clad in
Rags, this is what
I possess my heart and soul
She most beautiful
And brave to be in a world
Which seeks her beauty
For callous measure
Careless treasures
My instincts intrude
I come alive to say
She is all that I
Need, all that lover stuff
I am tough she trust
Maybe she can make
me up The way she wants me
But life is always something
unexpected Unpredictable.
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