Like a star you shone so bright, illuminating the curses of Nyx. Like the guiding rays of hope I’d never been enlightened by. Your extraordinarily bright smiles warm me to the core, infusing my chest with such complicated sensations even I am unable to comprehend. How do I express to you the impact your habits have upon me?
With every blink, I am captivated in the beauty of your eyes. So deep, angelic. With all that is blessed by your sight, it is reborn into its purest possible form. I knew this from the moment your glistening beads met mine, I was stunned. An indescribable, replenishing interest had been planted, unable to drag my gaze away from the beauty the gods had blessed before me.
Ever since that day, I simply could not erase you from my conscious. Never mind my conscious, you had somehow found your way into the deepest crevices of my brain, infesting my dreams so bashfully. You hadn’t no shame, no etiquette! At times I wonder how it is you’ve managed to befriend Morpheus so much so that even he torments me.
My, how ungrateful I am. Torment? Surely, I have gone mad with love, for anything related to you must surely be a blessing. You have intoxicated me, like a drug. The agitation my heart expresses when I am separated from you, my love. My tongue lacks the skill to articulate the inconceivable swings you push me on. Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth. You’ve proved me incompetent. No ordinary chore is ordinary any longer, for your glowing face has been forever imprinted before my eyes. In all that I do, you remain.
Whether it be a whisper, a whistle, a joke, or a giggle, I hear you. Whether you cry or smile, frown, or yawn, I see you. As if you have become ubiquitous, like a god. Not that it would be an understatement, your beauty undoubtedly surpasses that of Aphrodite herself. And may the gods heave me with their curses and punishments, I shan’t ever atone for I speak the truth. You are indeed the fairest of them all. In my eyes, nobody can compare.
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