and through the meaningless crushes
that blinded my comprehension,
arise a mystery to unfold,
tugging on a heart string.
and though he, too, is beautiful to others
i don't see him as merely an Adonis,
but a step closer to perfection,
as he says, "reaching for it, allows excellence."
he holds a calm demeanor,
with a gaze soothing despite his intense physique,
comprised by dedication to his Faith,
unshattered by the phenominal age.
falling for the cliché--
three years in the making--
from afar i'll only reside,
daring to fall for a Dream.
The Writer as his own Space Station
18 years ago
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