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If I possessed all the riches of the earth
I would lay them at your feet,
just to see you smile.
When your lips part,
revealing your resplendent mirth,
all else fades into darkness
in comparison to your luminosity.
Like a ten thousand volt electromagnet
this iron body is dragged unresisting to you.
It is almost a sin,
no it is a sin to block that smile
with my own light consuming lips.
So I sin
again and again,
I cannot stop.
So total and absolute
is the power of your smile.
Your lips are the closest thing
to heaven
that this blackhearted sinner can ever hope to experience.
As our mouths connect
I can feel the bold white radiance fill my body.
It is impossible to believe
that life holds a purer pleasure than this.
If it does I don't need it.
All the riches of the earth cannot compare
to your lips.