Perhaps you’re amazed, at the sheer volume of my poems being gifted
To you, my muse, who probably others no doubt abuse, but my frame
Of reference, and wanting to create love, makes your beauty my point of navigation from which
Pours forth in words, goodness to you – a love goddess, and if you feel yourself unworthy, ask your beautiful
Brow this, and question this only, does not your own universe revolve about you too, am I not a mirror of you?
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