To hear your voice
Is to hear
A chorus of angels
Sing to the music
Of a thousand bells and chimes
To touch your hand
Is to reach
Light-years into the universe
And hold
A Galaxy in my heart
To look into your eyes
Is to look
Into the eyes of Venus, herself
And become
Overwhelmed with tenderness and passion
To feel your warm breath
On my cheek
As I hold your body
With my own
Is to feel
The heat of a thousand burning suns
Is to feel
Satisfied
With my sole purpose:
To ensure
That you are
As content as I
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