What Beauty She Displays
she stands before me,
i am there, holding her,
not with my arms
but with my thoughts,
my mind races with
what beauty she displays,
her unwavering smile
speaking to me,
her eyes lighting
every moment,
there is a gentleness
to understanding her,
i am filled with
new found anticipation
and hopeful possibilities.
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