Every magnificent moment
Shivers in memory
Of uncontrollable form
Happening over again

The flowers were grown
The wine was poured
The question was asked
In the city we were at
At the theatre we were in

So I spoke
In a whisper

My dear angel...
How you do tarnish
All the portraits of heaven
Black with your beauty

Your eyes wrote their answer
Upon the fabric of my mind

"In cool waves
You have unsettled
Like dust disturbed
By sweet breeze"

My mind played
With the plaster
Of my being
And again and...

So I spoke
In a whisper

My lovely lady...
You have unsettled
Only my insecurities
You have damaged
Only my doubt

Your eyes they watered
Like a darkening sky...

"But what you see
It isn't me
What is it
That you love?"

My dear angel...
My lovely lady...
My only love...

Every single day
I read you
Your heat and
Your mind and
Your soul and
Every single day
I wish that
There was more
Of you to read

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