Remind me of this hierarchy
between beauty and love.
To sketch a world between us
as the trees guide us from above.
Blink, once, as the colours faint
on us. To see, once, an honour of rust.
An angel caught my heart
to as I believed in a story with trust.
To be reminded of dust
I shall descant my confidence without lust.
To be woke, to crawl, I hereby declare;
“To endure beauty with no love,
to love without beauty, I spare this affair.”
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With much love & inspiration written by me,