With effortless grace and wonder
you captivate.
Under your gaze dead lands brim with life.
Wonderfully you
who doesn't know she rules this wild world.
All the beautiful things you think you are not.
You say my rose-tinted spectacles need a clean
that you are no longer the woman from our past
but I don't believe you.
Won't believe you.
When we are old, really old, we may still get a chance to love.
Stars can't shine without darkness.
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