He Is Beautiful


His eyes glow and dance
before my face,
his lips bring
sweet relief
to mine,
and his arms
hold me together,
even on the worst
of days.

Now tell me,
what
did I do
to deserve him?

He is beautiful.

Who am I
to have him?

Who am I
to call him
mine?

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