As I Watch, I Think
The silhouetted loveliness that only she possesses
Shines through the room divider as she undresses
The image that so permeates the core of my mind
Seeks refuge from darkness as love’s there to find
To see all her details, the beauty, she is so adored
I cannot have a fill of her, I always want her more
She controls me with her look, her smile, her glare
Her beauty’s truly overwhelming, I give in to stare
Does he know what she does to me, to my heart?
Does she know she is my morning, my very start?
Does she have then a clue of the love that I have?
Whether she does or does not, with her I am glad.
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