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Just as a comet streaks across dark skies-
My love, she brings to me both joy and light.
There she was, always, just beneath my eyes
Now mine, for her, all battles I would fight.
Perhaps a bargain with the stars she made,
For the light she evid'ntly does possess.
To her, I swear no lie can be relayed
With that, pure love I truthfully profess.
Her eyes, they burn, they flash, just like the stars
From which she surely must have been conceived.
Her hair, spun golden, like this bond of ours
In nothing else like this I have believed.
How delicate her touch, upon me lands
Soft as the snow, and light as gentle air.
Fingers run down my face, my neck, my hands,
Shivers evoked by every touch and stare.
The careful marks she leaves upon my skin
Now in the mirror clearly I can see,
Each one a flame and fully etched within
A spark, a moment, perfect memory.
A feeling once timid but now so sure
Resembles that of countless eons past.
Each other's loneliness it surely cures
Growing so largely, and growing so fast.
A fragile hourglass holds the sands of time
I wish it shattered and bent on the floor.
Clocks, rendered silent, never more to chime,
Would bring exub'rance to my very core.
Be static, ever waxing-waning moon
Stay still, so ebbing tides may fully rest.
The night is so long but day is so soon-
More time with my love I humbly request.
What cosmic bargain, heaven made and bound-
Could have brought such a perfect love to me?
From darkness, a new, shining light is found,
Illuminating our infinity.
To just my angel these words can apply
From her I hope to never hear goodbye.