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Aug 2017
After the putrid stench of heartbreak,
You are a breath of fresh air.
The aroma of freshly baked pastries at a country fair.

The smell of daisies in summer.
The melody of the nightingale on my windowsill.
The beauty of a field filled with tulips and daffodils.

The perfection of a Renaissance painting.
The cooling mid autumn breeze against my cheeks.
The change I needed, you are the change that I seek.

Darling,
Your smile is His work of art.
You reason with the demons in my heart.
You fixed my broken soul.
You sooth the madness in my head.
Jealousy incarnate, I wanted you for myself.
Bared my rawest emotions, I showed you my hell.
You took my hand, and
sat next to me in the burning cesspool.
I said nothing, but I couldn't be more grateful.

Darling, thank you.
Bodowzski
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Bodowzski  37/M/Singapore
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