𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮

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you,
my love,
are what poets try to capture into words, yet there are none to match the weight of your very existence

still, i will spend my entirety trying to write how it feels to be of witness

your love is like honey
trickling down the chambers of my heart,
overflowing the depths of my mind

your words caress what others have once scarred
you are my gentle light glowing in a world so terribly dark

you are an artpiece to my eyes,
and poetry to my ears
you are beautiful in every kinds of way

all my flaws and my imperfections,
yet here you are
taking me for the person i am

you are the shaper of lost meanings
for love was once dead and dry,
yet you breathed it back to life

you are every lovely feeling
binded into one soul
and if my heart were to be made of glass,
you'd kiss it back to gold

so here i write as one of those poets
a poem dedicated to you

you are the best thing i will ever write,
my forever muse.

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