You turned your face upon me
the lucidness a present to last forever
each feature a sign, caught in flesh
your soul is at play and shining
nothing as beautiful anywhere
but my heart recognizes you
greeting you for what you are
with the pain like knife stabs
my lover, yes, but still more
something unattainable
something not me, but exclusive
something genuinely you
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-06-02 17:45:46
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