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Wednesday, March 7, 2012

So Close


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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