Beautiful

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My love you are a beautiful thing to me
     I desire the world shan't know of thy beauty
It is with great regret that I allow you to freely roam the earth
     For I want not another man's eyes upon you,
Lest he learn of your worth
     As your loveliness is fresher than the morning dew

Your eyes are soft and reflect the glories of the morning sun
     Thine arms be softer than meadows when the day is done
     My lips yearns to learn the touch of yours
Alas we shall ever be apart
     Tho' I'd crash like waves through millions of doors
     Just so be close, heart to heart

If I could touch you I wouldn't stop
     Bringing myself closer to you
My own desires I'll never drop,
     Lest mine eyes well up with tears of blue

To you my love, I write this poem
     Hoping that you seek me through life's unbalanced and dark totem
As my presence and existence without yours makes me feel death has grown some
     Over me, I still feel incredibly lonesome

Your written words alone are delightful
     And like a young ram over his horns are prideful
I memorize the notations of your writing, like my own personal idol
     E'en tho' I waste away, doing nothing but sitting idle,
And only with myself, arguments against you to rebuttal

     My conclusions leave me thoughtless, nay I bestow you with this title;

A princess, an empress, a dearest friend
     Just as flowing falls waters, my love for you shall never end
     Come, fill the emptiness in my life
Bring and end to my cause and ceaseless strife

Oh how selfless I will truly be
     All if you give thy self to me

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Hey so I actually wrote this at 1 am last night... umm... enjoy :))

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