He sits there; a beautiful angle
The sun shines down on him
His face is perfect; sculpted in heaven
Made by God himself
Not a flaw in sight; majestic
When he walks he glides
Moving with such grace
When he smiles; he lights the world
Everyone looking at him is affected
He comes to me; I am speechless
He chose me; I’m nothing special
Yet I love him with all my being
He still takes my breath away,
Everyday
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