not quite
the discrete reference
you were looking for,
i know.
can you cry
alone in your room
all night
because you don't know how
to tell someone
how beautiful they are
how pretty their words
are across the screen
and finally coming out
of their head
into my eyesight,
my hindsight
i am floored
by you
and ashamed of me
in front of you,
where do i get words
as pretty as yours,
but you proclaim your beauty now
and i love it.
passionate soul,
how would i dare
stick around now;
i am so little
and i love you,
how would my words
dare stick around now,
you are beauty
and i love you.
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