Trust and find
the nobility of his mind
the nobility of his life
and of his love.
Find
the nobility of truths
he does not deny.
Believe and see
the adornment he has for thee.
Looking to great
the beauty that is your face.
Like a swift sunrise
over hilltops and bree.
Every course of skin
lies stories of care.
It bares no shame
no shadow of uncertainty.
Like the tales of old says
it stays true-
that love comes but once.
And come it has,
for your descent
and in your fall
I rise,
and fall deeper we eill.
Like the seed
that digs deep
should grow.
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