I have been kissed by

the complexion of greatness

I wonder infinitely how

I will continue to languish

this warming wealth

The days float and dreams

crown me king, fantasy

was long in exile, but it

returns in the courtship

of her mighty radiance

My eyes, they do not question

hers, but surf in an infinite

wisdom, glittering as delight,

yes, my eyes, they do not

question hers, but my lips

lust for hers, the citadel

of blissful amnesia where

I forget all sorrows,

and part ways with happiness

And my heartbeat, though tame,

travels far by the name

and never wavers, but

spins in a lion-hearted grace

I have been kissed by

the complexion of greatness,

I wonder infinitely how

I will continue to languish

this heart warming wealth of love.

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