my dear, my love, my joy

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so this is joy unfathomable
because here you lie
with a grin spread across the width of your face
and i know euphoria

something tells me you are the place in which i belong
i believe i am a flower you have watered with your acts of affection all these days
your words are soil beneath me
if i am a carnation
surely you are the sun which gives me warmth
i will stand tall planted in this ground
and sing of you each day

i believe you spoke me into existence
for i buried myself for so long until you dug me from my grave
desperate to revive myself as anyone else
i am trying every day
to believe who i am is exactly who i should be
as it could only be me that is loved by you
i can only be the me who exists within you
which in your eyes is a beauty
i can only stand on my tiptoes to grasp
this belief out of reach
but just the knowledge of your perception
is enough to believe in the fate that holds me

i could not love more than i love you now
as you sit across from me and do much of nothing but sip your drink
it is in these common moments
that i fall for you over again

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