Martins Deep Poet I do not know?

My Beloved

My Beloved sings me love songs in the night wind
 He leaves the lyric
 In the depths of my spirit.

 My Beloved writes me love poems on the night sky.
 In His eyes
 Is all the galaxies can't give.

 My Beloved fills me up with His love potion
 That pours from His eyes.
 I am helplessly drunk
 To be ravished by another.

 My Beloved heals my broken
 Wings under His breath.
 By his paint brush
 the universe  boasts of its majesty.

 My beloved
 Is my song unsung.
 The art for His perfect blush is yet unborn.

 I take a voyage in His eyes.
 His whispers is the wind in my sails.

 My beloved takes me on a walk on the raging storm!

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