How fair you are
my lovely
beautiful as the Sun
whose light
streaks
across my path
within the gait
of a stride
a ray beams
from your smile
shining from
your golden hair
I long to confess it
your radiance
but for now
shall use
these callow words
to make this
a temple for you...
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