true beauty

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there are no words to describe

the full growth of your beauty.

it is greater than the calming sunrise in san francisco,

and even your sun-kissed sunset of san diego;

where you further wish to be.


your eyes remind me of your skin,

brown and beautiful like the bark of a redwood tree.

your glasses, thick and dark,

make you mysterious like the night.


it keeps me wondering,

where you'll go

where you'll be.


i think about who is going to love you if it isn't me,

and i know it won't be her.


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