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A thousand hearts could not love her like mine. Ten million artists fail painting her smile. Billions of galaxies dull to her shine. The runways of Paris envy her style. Pursuit of her beauty drives dreamers mad. Bees wish honey were as sweet as her lips. Her beauty exceeds what numbers can add. She captivates men more than an eclipse. She makes ascetics succumb to desire. The blind cannot look away from her face. Lust for her hotter than infernal fire. Infinite angels less than her grace. She’s beyond anything under the sun. She’s more than everything and only one.
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Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 7:14 PM UTC
Sonnet To Infinite Oneness
A thousand hearts could not love her like mine. Ten million artists fail painting her smile. Billions of galaxies dull to her shine. The runways of Paris envy her style. Pursuit of her beauty drives dreamers mad. Bees wish honey were as sweet as her lips. Her beauty exceeds what numbers can add. She captivates men more than an eclipse. She makes ascetics succumb to desire. The blind cannot look away from her face. Lust for her hotter than infernal fire. Infinite angels less than her grace. She’s beyond anything under the sun. She’s more than everything and only one.
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Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 7:14 PM UTC
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