Original Poetry

Her

Look to the inner recesses of my mind and you will find

the thoughts of mine taken

by her; a dark slumber forsaken

since the first; moment of my Awaken

And mine eyes open to which

they never saw before, they stay

upon the light she emanates

insistent like an Alaskan summer day

Tantalizing, her charms magnetizing

to her, pulling me ever closer

by that which resides deep within

which is the child that truly shows her

I bear witness to her mastery

of perfect union - body, spirit, and heart

her beauty is Degas

and her composition, Mozart

Coincidence, she reminds me of me

ambitions as I, in my detection

'go getter' is the description of her

but 'go-get-her' is my direction

How impossible for me to imagine

she were not to be mine

when i sent myself out to the universe

and it responded to me in kind

And if at any moment

my thoughts could manifest themselves to occur

they would show to lay, linger and think

they would show to stay upon her

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