I have watched your flushed face;
handsome, troubled, meditating
on something I don\'t understand.
I have wondered if you are real
or something otherworldly I have conjured up.
There\'s a rare quality in your air & your grace.
I have beheld your bold beauty;
exquisite moments glimpsed in your electric eyes.
I would choose you. I want you to be free.
A risk I would take every time,
something sweet stirring in the soul.
I can forgive myself.
Transfixed by all that\'s beautiful,
you try to share it all with me.
You are real because I love you.
What if everything I am is bound up in another?