You are the rose of me, in you I have lost myself utterly
Your fragrance, as a breath From paradise
About me ever lies
I crush you to my heart with subtlest ecstasy and I live in your passionate eyes
You are the dream of me,
My visions many-footed flit and flee
Beneath the jeweled arches if life's grace
But through lone nights and days,
One from I follow, and mine but see
The dear delightful wonders of your love-lit face
You are the greatness of me
My thoughts are beauty shaped exquisitely
To the rare pattern of your loveliness
Exceeding all excuses
And the strange magic this mystery,
Steals weight from burdened hours and wee from worriness✨
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Poetry❤
RomanceA good poem makes you feel like you've been there before, or want to go🥀 Poetry is an emotion❤ Believe it when I say Poetry makes you feel good about yourself🦋 Poetry is the clear expression of mixed feelings. ~W.H Auden
