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My Beautiful
Your face, that of an angel. Your giving soul, of beauty. My life, in storm, lost, adrift, then, my heart anchored, in paradise. I should never have been so lucky, waves of dread had swamped me, but you, a gift of beautiful, a gift of rescue, of buoyancy. Our speech is golden, words rich with raw honesty, a prelude to firestorms and hurricanes. A fragile beginning, delicate sunbeams, shining through our broken glass hearts. we focus, we ignite, a merging never before experienced by my withered soul, a euphoria, only accomplished when minds and flesh unite in absolute love, and time is lost now, worldy existence is all but a blur of amnesia, you are everything now, just everything, the hand, the glove, the land I love, Just everything. My home found. Yet, what else, what more to discover? I possess infinite regret for leaving your harbour. Other land held no such bounty. Bitter fruit from withered branches, on hollow trees. Oh how I dream of you now, but I am a shipwreck, my vessel is broken. My heart beats with burning memory, the rising tide does not extinguish. If I could only remember how to sail, if only I could forget.
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