counting while speeding down the highway

i coil myself
around the nib
of your quill
and understand
i still have
so far to go
to ever truly be
a poet.

flawless for
every wondrous flaw
perfecting
perfection with
each perfectly
selected line.

it is no wonder
you fill
my happiest dreams
and my every
contented sigh
carries a trace
of your name.

at times
i cannot breathe
while love
blossoms in
sun bursts throughout
my veins
you redefine
the aspect of beauty
in staggering display
i am in awe.

every time.

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