My Eyes

His kiss
upon my face
is all,
is everything,
and I have
closed
my eyes,
for
he is coming,
his heart
breaks
beats
for me,
reads,
and takes
upon himself
every word,
every reading,
and I know
he is;
the epitome
of love,
my all,
for what shame
is there
in saying?
Love
is so
unnerving,
found
at last,
for all those
searching,
for something
all of us
would willingly
die for.

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