One too few
Don't make me write a poem, a poem's one too few,
The million things within your eyes your freckles draw me to.
Your beauty smile my hearts true wish to set between my eyes,
Gives way to truth and substance fore destruction of the lies.
Your fire's flow and rage's wrath gives way to what I know,
That my love true and steady too will emanate your glow.
The love I feel for you the one - a sit of many Om's🕉️
My meditation deep within is worth a billion poems.
To you my dear I say to this, it isn't just a phase,
The infinite time we'll spend in love transcends all numbers days.
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