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The mystery of your beauty, intrigues my curiosity to pause.

I can see a lovely woman before my eyes, an answer to my cause.

This angel of heaven, has crossed my path another time before.

You can only be a dream, which makes me want you more.



Shall I confess of my love to this goddess, which sings angels to sleep?

Perhaps the love must live within me, therefore, I will silently weep.

I wish that our destinies could've crossed, over another span.

My life might have been to love you, now, I never can.



This foolish heart has painted a picture that is, but, worthless art.

I could've displayed it, in the gallery of love, but now, it must be torn apart.

Still I wonder, where is this beauty who stole my heart for a day.

She was only a dream, who, when I awoke, had run away.



Once again, mischievous Cupid has sent his arrow twain.

For love gave me a wonderful gift, that wasn't for my gain.

My thoughts can reveal her passion, but only for a night.

Tomorrow, I must look to reality and continue with love's fight.



Her warm smile will always remain a gift of delightful pleasure.

Her sincerity will be written on my heart, as a priceless treasure.

My voice may speak her name, but only in a prayer.

It puzzles me to admire her so much, yet, I genuinely care.



I still feel the warm love, which was displayed in her eyes.

She will always be a blessing to receive and an even greater prize.

Someday I can only hope to be united with such beauty and glory.

Her presence is a dream come true and to love her, is a wonderful story.