Faces apart by a breath;
Closer to life than death.
Skin in spots and splays;
A Van Gogh that stays.
Dimples and scrunching a while;
Puzzles piecing a smile.
Veins that swerve paths through;
Outlines of feelings true.
Eyes fragrant blues;
Songs to multitudes.
Scars of life etched;
Stunning murals sketched.
The closer I get I see;
Soft beauty pervades me.
A taunt, a tease, a trill;
A lure to fit the bill.
All day I could stay there;
Never knowing where.
All your parts come together;
a beauty forever.
So near and soft to feel;
So detailed and real.
So close your features blur;
All your parts are beauty sure.
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