Goddess
the sight of her is the dawn of my day
the luminous of her presence
hushes me in an awesome way
her voice a golden melody
the sweetest lullaby
the sound of chimes
in the midst of my mind
a tranquil release and gentile unwind
from the troubles and worries of our time
an angel, a goddess; this thing has my mind
her face constantly before mine
and i surrounded by her mist of inhibition
fall prey to shyness and inequality
but yet i dream
i hope, i fantasize
and in those moments
she's all mine
(inspired by the ten most beautful words of 1976)
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