God

I've never been religious But if anything were to convert me I think it would be you I've always trusted Mother Nature To make volcanos and waterfalls Great Plains and temperate forests But I'm not sure if she could create Such perfection as you An entire galaxy was pulled into your body Swelling and expanding New memories are the birth of new stars Every scrape and bruise creates cosmic wonders The Caribbean has nothing on your eyes Swirling fairy pools that I would not mind drowning in At all In fact I think I'm already sinking Your body was carved by rivers thundering through a canyon Carving your every edge and curve A river still running through your veins You're a perfect constellation of skin and bone A forest of beauty lit by your flaming heart I don't know If nature could create that So if there is a god Thank you

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