I get all I need,
When I feel what I feel,
Whose explanation is a mystery,
A mystery so sweet,
So sweet that I feel relieved.
I love how she looks at me,
I love how she holds me,
Tight in her graceful gaze,
I love her imperfection,
In her perfectness.
I love her all.
In the eyes of her,
I find my place of rest.
Splendid piece of work.
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