Jacob
The Light of Innocence
In his eyes.
Chaste, and pale.
Like a lily in moonlight.
Sweet caramel,
heated by laughter,
ever gazing,
marveling,
at the Ocean afar; so untamed.
Such beauty...
My eyes-
No,
My heart,
cannot contain itself.
Tears of joy,
cascading unchecked down my cheeks.
A man of such beauty
should not be human.
And yet...
My heart is his.
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