Beautiful
Beholding something beautiful engenders pause
Each stare or gaze or look demands yet another
Audacity compels me to move in for a closer view
Until my eyes and heart are soothed, I stand frozen
Temptations to touch invade every fiber of my being
I must reconcile my reality with what might be a dream
Fulfillment is to make the object of my affection my very own
Unadulterated bliss awaits me if only such beauty could be mine
Love of the truest kind would make such beauty absolutely heavenly
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2023
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