My Beautiful

"I know it when you touch me..."

My Beautiful

I know it when you touch me

when you

look into my eyes

I feel it when you speak

my name

but let there be no mistake

This is more than just a feeling

for you are surreal

Ever just beyond my reach

never hearing the echoes

of my passioned heart

beating in the silences around us

Never hearing the music

I write for you within the deepest halls

of my soul

But being the most beautiful being

you are

makes me love you

If that’s a crime

then I am guilty

so take me away

lock me up

For prison is the same anguish

as not possessing you

love poems
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Tim Ellerbe II

I am a Musician, Author and Artist. Find out more on my website

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