And she is...
Perfect Sunday morning,
eyes glisten as she smiles
-"Good morning, love."
A more amazing sound could never pass thru the lips of a mortal woman
with a gaze of ineffable beauty
I'm forced to scribe thoughts of mornings to come
so that all may know, even after I'm gone
I, have met a goddess
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