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I wonder if he knows

what is seen through my eyes...

as my gaze wanders his countenance,

stroking soft his beloved brow

in silent wonder and adoration.



I wonder if he knows

how I smile from deep inside...

as my heartrate quickens to his beat,

matching his rhythm and rhyme,

keeping pace with his vibrato.



I wonder if he knows

how I feel as a rush of tenderness...

robs me of breath,

and fills my soul to overflowing

at just the sound of his hello.



I wonder if he knows

that in this forever view...

the meaning of my Mona Lisa smile,

the tempo of pulse so in sync with his,

could never be expressed in words.



But perhaps one day,

he will come to understand...

that all this is simply explained

by my being overwhelmed by his embodiment

of an ideal man.