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Life is a beautiful liar,
where hope is a 
graveyard of caterpillars.
Death is an ugly truth,
where virgin butterflies 
flutter immortally.

Love is the only true guide.

Oh my beloved, 
when you hid behind 
a veil of metaphors,
I wrote your name in the sand, 
with simple words,
watched as the tide 
carried each letter to your shore,
so you could build a 
sandcastle for my homeless heart.
Then you appeared, 
enchanting and exotic, 
like the scent of a summer night 
under clear blue skies.

I recall the day we met, 
confused and bemused.
You used to tell me there 
was no such thing as forever,
until your words bled 
like a mistress of poetry.

My hands were tired from 
scribbling meaningless musings,
until I fell in love with a poet - 
you gave them a purpose.

My muse, who once punished me 
with tormenting silence,
now beat against my heart to 
justify the majesty of your vision -
ink like waterfalls began to flow 
upon rivers of romantic verses.

As the world sleeps tonight,
I'm tired from 
watching airplanes take off,
as satanic seas keep us apart.
My heart reminds me of 
denied treasure,
but my soul believes 
it will kiss such riches soon.

As we create our own cocoon, 
where devotion flourishes 
into an eternal union.

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