A moment of reverence, a lifetime of creed
Trapped in the
reverie, I refuse to be free!
The elegance you
boast
The audacity you
possess
is hope to the
vanquished,
and an impetus to
progress
The startling
endurance, the vivid lure
with not a touch of
vanity but grace
You stare at me,
looking demure
so alluring that I
could just embrace.
I refuse to blink,
for I am in awe
of your blushing raw sensuality.
That I seek solace in
your bosom
serenading ballads of
thy beauty.
If words could express
what I feel
I may very well be a
lover
But from expressing I
recede
as I wish to be in
love forever
A moment of
reverence, a lifetime of creed
Trapped in the
reverie, and delighted to be!
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