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"For she graces me"

A beauty to behold, a shrine to worship,

For my darling angel, is rare and unheard of

Truly an unforgettable gift, worthy of a title that actually fits

For my love for you extends beyond words, maybe an obsession that will not be deterred

A burning passion for which my heart aches, A love more passionate than a fire's flames

I can only admire from afar, for a saint so gracious, I may never be on par

I crave your touch, the feeling of your skin, something I cannot attain, it drives me insane

I care for you so much, I can express my love for you even in Dutch

Mijn genadige godin, die deze aarde zegent, verlaat mij alstublieft nooit, het zal alleen maar pijn doen

The ruler of my heart, the being that graces me, I thank the heavens for your presence has truly healed me

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  • KingBoost

    Adorei o seu poema, achei-o instigante e cativante. Por favor, de uma olhada nas minhas histΓ³rias tambΓ©m, nΓ£o irΓ‘ se arrepender

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  • PaulaOkonkwo

    Does she know how much you love her? I'm curious what brought this on.

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  • gwen64

    You put everything into this. The devotion comes across, I recognise that kind of certainty.

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  • samReads2

    The Dutch line hit me. You really needed another language for this, huh?

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  • MelanieOdum

    Twenty years of hearing people's truths and I recognise this. When you love someone this hard, silence isn't an option. Even if they never read it, you had to write it.

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  • readsOnTheTrain

    The image of admiring from afar stays with me. Is that where you are right now?

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