Monday, January 7, 2013

...hoping you'd hold me closer.

You were so beautiful,
that it was almost unfair,
because there must be
millions of sleepless fools
who would lie awake,
while I dream of you
[the way you allow me to].

You were so beautiful,
that the strongest swimmer,
the most valiant warrior,
and even the fastest runner
would be found gasping
while standing perfectly still,
[merely by your presence].

You were so beautiful,
that you made modesty
seem far too unnecessary,
because a beauty like you
would never likely
come around again
[so I held you closer].

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