I sit in quiet contemplation
Picture our first kiss
My hand holding onto yours
Our eyes locked together
There is a music no other could hear
And all else the world and universe
Is but a meaningless distraction
Your eyes shimmer like pools
Of the finest liquor, my intoxication
Drunk on beauty, drunk on love
Drowned in the hopeless abandon
Of all I dream of you and I
An ode, an ode to it all, poetry
In sit in quiet contemplation
Where every thought of you
Inspires me
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