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You have made the day
Very envious, because
Your beauty has no rival

And my body reaches a
Breathless state of
Sheer euphoria…

As my lips yearn to speak,
But they are held, prisoner
By their binding passions

I can only cry within
For I fear the moment
Will soon escape me

Leaving me a helpless
Pawn in a maze of
Unwanted loneliness

Where I may never be
Allowed to see the
Beauty of your face

As I must know your
Name to frame it tightly
To the walls of my heart

So that I may dream of
You in many moments
Which are mine alone

While saying an earnest
Prayer, begging God, I may
See you again so soon.

(Written April, 1977 after meeting
my wife to be)
A re-blog of one of my favorite poems
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