Dear diary
Damn damnations
Dread the dregs

When I chose the northward
Life alters and utters she heads
Where our vehicles pass
On opposite ends

One look, it took
While I dare, stare
Her bountiful, beautiful

She’s graced to say the least
She’s the beauty, I’m the beast
While hers is clear & best
Mine will or shall be attest

Appreciated, adored & admired
Beloved, believed & bestowed
Cherished charismatically & cared

Without end
With orisons
On knees
Without hold

Her heart be watched
Everyday without ceasing
Her smile
Radiant as ever

All that she yearns
All that she deserves
All that she upholds
All that, I wish I gave.

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