my lover
mine to devour
mine to behold
there is no other
no amount of words suffice
no deed can amount to much
at the precipice about to fall
knowing well in her love i rise
my muse
my aura
unlike no other
the one i choose
you're in the pauses
inside all my thoughts
part of all my words
found you in my losses
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