To be loved by her
Is to comprehend yet wonder
To have questions answered with another
To be removed from all fear
To be so close but not quite near
To stand still and be blown away
To be saved from being astray
To see beauty in many forms
To rise beyond all norms
Like
A touch of color on black and grey
A streak of light on the darkest day
A scent of rose on my best silk
A summer bouquet freshly picked
Never shall I depart from this dream
Nor will I deny the way I feel
For I am deeply enthralled
By the beauty of it all
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