Dear Beauty,
How is it you make me smile above every emotion I'm feeling? Could it be how you grace me with your presence? Leave me in awe of how you carry the royalty in your stride, and the boundless of your smile? How is it you make me smile? How do you get me to wanna form a smile, when I'm in my head of emptiness and loneliness, then ehen I see you, look as the clouds lift, and the sun of your smile burns bright within the presence of you? It's so crazy how I picture you, as my hope and happiness, when it's only for a couple of hours where it's only you and me, before I return back to reality of the same old shit. It's puzzling to me, but I'm so happy you're not afraid to share it with me. Thanks for the love. Forever your admirer. The poet."
©gazeldeas
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