Maybe if I take the snatches of phrases
Your beauty puts into my mind,
I'll finally write a poem worth singing.
The trick is getting them to line up right.
How can I put together the essence of you,
Colored by your strength and smile,
Your pain and nobility,
your heady kisses and gasping breaths?
Where do I begin describing the warmth of your touch,
your chameleon eyes, and your angel's halo of hair?
Long sweet fingers that I was always a sucker for
Touch my hair and take my mind with them.
Ah, but lust abandons thought at the day's graying;
I'll measure time by your body's swaying.
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