Your Beauty Befalls Me

Nice to meet you, my lovely lady, as I pretend we have never met before

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I know

That I shouldn’t


That your eyes


Don’t overthrow

That they don’t glow

That they don’t throw

Me down the river

And I suggest

I don’t quiver

When I read your words

Here and there

And the stories you write



You had a point

About me

The history

You want to forget again

So I will

Just be still

Drop the quill


I guess

As days pile on


Pushing the past

And us

Deep into a history

Of forgotten moments

That are cherished


Kept alive

By only me

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