Your Sweet Face
Your Sweet Face
The first thing I see
looking at me,
are your eyes.
Like the deep of space,
grabbing my soul,
and sending it outward,
beyond.
Where I do not know...
as I am lost.
I remember your smile like the sun.
It brought me back home,
to where the Earth and stars,
collide above, and explode at random,
and, or, ever at your pleasure.
The frame of your visage is strong;
Indian Princess,
Viking Queen,
Fairy Love,
Mermaid of the Isle.
Let me live long enough,
to die for you.
Let me live long enough,
to bring you the happiness
you have brought me,
by just being...
you!
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