To my love

I have never met such an articulate man; a man with such a contagious soul, and familiar smile. He is so much of everything I wish I could be, and so much of what I could never be. But never less he is mine. From his blue eyes to his well-proportioned style, he is mine. And dust we came from and dust we will return; still in love.

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