Subtle and soft
Your skin floats my joy
A bright Lilly
Beaming so tender
Beneath the light of
Stars too many to count
And the Moon
So luminous in the night
Whose face
Caresses yours
As if you were
Its divine relation.
Over cool water
Your voice breathes me
Alive and awake
A lotus bloom
Rising from the deep
Drenching my soul
In Heavenly arrays
Angels surround us
And wings spring up
Spreading joy
Around my world
In butterfly smiles.
Hope rises and hovers
Inside my chest
You make me soar
Ever so delicately
In rapturous flight
Giving me
Your je n\'a se quoi
And turning my head
Again and again
You and your magic
Unfurling your petals
And making me bloom.
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