Here I lay Lost in a spiraling cloud of emotion.
My heart tenderly embraces the touch of a gentle moment.
Actively searching for the feeling of wholeness my mind begins to venture.
A glance.
A movement.
A kiss.
To what should I bow?
To what should I not?
When the stars are my friends and I sit upon the moon gazing down upon your
beauty…
…Perhaps the answer will be clear.
Until then my love, Know I am simply a man in love with your imperfections.
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