Your soul's transparent,
Breathing out one's purity.
The clarity of your eyes,
Your stillness of mirrored water,
How you make my heart sublime,
Inscribed and divine.
You could abridge broken bridges
Make heartfelt laughters linger
Light the brightest sun in appalling midnight
To keep you safe; and,
Walled from blight.
If tomorrows still free
Doves' soaring under azure skies,
Could perhaps offer you rainbows,
Write blossomed path
To copious through,
With twinkles carved,
Circled with white doves.
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