Without You
Look...
And never see the quiet fires in your eyes.
Listen...
And never hear your sultry sonnet.
Wonder...
And never realize your subtle charms.
The flower never knows its fragrant musk
Nor the wind its swirling caress.
Night never knows its ebony mystique
Nor the waters their placid calm.
And life could never joy...
Without you.
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