A poem called for
Of gyrating feelings
And blushed faces
Melting souls
And racing hearts
A heart-adorned sky
And pregnant overflowing
Teary clouds of bliss
Soul ironed by peace
I found love in your oculi
No need for binoculars
I have finally found you
The bone of my bones
A part of my destiny
Cerebral epiphany
All my voices sing in harmony
Dancing in elation
To a song of love
A love requested
A love invested
A joy vested
A purpose located
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