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May 2010
What ** beauty before me is this,
An angel amongst the common.
Nay I am not a stranger in the night,
But a slave to the mighty Cupid’s arrow.
Thou hast the beauty of Aphrodite,
And a smile that is as bright as a thousand suns.
Dost thou have a name?
For if thy name is as beautiful as a rose,
Thou wouldst be in my hands,
In my warm embrace.
Might I call upon thee,
Or shall my voice fall upon deaf ears?
For the beauty before my eyes,
Not only is beauty ever lasting,
But an angel amongst the common.
Written by
Alex Caldwell
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