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Words are sparse and
.words like these are rare
.picking my mind
.for lost thoughts to find
.and every moment
.is a memory.

The essence of you
.is bliss
.and once gone
I immediately miss
.you

Weaving words
.with sheer delicacy...
.your splendid ways
.persuade me to go on.

If you only knew
.of the trainwrecks
.you've caused in my mind
.and that I relish
.those times.

Laughing and smiling until my heart
.swells with admiration,
Until my eyes cry with happiness
.until I can't think any thoughts
.and I'm at a sudden standstill.

I am in absolute awe of you.

Same here...