The Man I Called Mine
He isn’t from Earth,
I swear it’s in his eyes.
Why?
His beauty transcends the ordinary.
Radiant,
Even words falter to capture his grace—
Spectacular,
A living echo of Aphrodite.
His light breaks through the surface,
Kindness glimmers in his every word—
A man,
Whose presence makes me feel I’d be the luckiest to call him mine.
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© Daniel Loï
I swear it’s in his eyes.
Why?
His beauty transcends the ordinary.
Radiant,
Even words falter to capture his grace—
Spectacular,
A living echo of Aphrodite.
His light breaks through the surface,
Kindness glimmers in his every word—
A man,
Whose presence makes me feel I’d be the luckiest to call him mine.
© All Rights Reserved
© Daniel Loï