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Expressing yourself

For all my reading, I have never seen a great love poem
In which, nothing is left unsaid, everything is of emotion
For everything links, far or near, to the greatest of known creation
As is the sentiment that one feels when reaching the top of the totem

Your presence close to me is making me an exuberant fool
Wanting your attention, while having only the best of intentions
Our differences is only the greatest part of our rare collections
In which uniting our forces, would need an unbreakable tool

Your name is royalty when one speaks you add grace
My heart shrinks and beats hard, recognizing your face presence
On the other side, sleeping; separated by the picket fence

As for me, I am dreaming of seeing your beautiful face
In front of me, and not with eyes that watched the scan
Filling my heart of your worth; for my mind has spun.

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