How subtle and potent is your smile
like summer breezes breathing deep.
For solitude is now my trial
and love is now of faith to leap.
How hazel are the heavens I see now.
How graceful moves the form I seek.
Undeserved I am of you. So how
is it that love comes yet meek?
Be my stronghold, please be near,
for I find wholeness in your eyes.
Your voice, for me, has left no fear
and I await for love's surprise.
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