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There are countless words I can use, my darling, an infinite number, to describe my adoration for you, but none are adequate. I would build up a mountain for you, my darling, using only dirt and a spoon, and I would tear it down again, if only you asked. I would fight for your freedom to choose, my darling, if you so desired, and I would create countries in your name, just say it is so. I would create new words for you, my darling, for none truly can describe my love, and you are so worthy of new and beautiful things, only wish it so. I would write encyclopaedias for you, my darling, containing pages of my admiration, and my devotion toward you, to tell the world, simply order me. I would create an altar at which to worship you, my darling, made of gold and ivory and dazzling gems, you are worth all expenses, worth all my faith, just deem it be. You do not even realize it, my darling, but you are so perfect, so utterly gorgeous in action, so kind and gracious, but so small in confidence. If only, my darling, if only you could love yourself the way that I do, so utterly and completely; just say the words, my darling, and I will follow you.
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Feb 20, 2011
Feb 20, 2011 at 6:41 PM UTC
Darling -- A Love Poem
There are countless words I can use, my darling, an infinite number, to describe my adoration for you, but none are adequate. I would build up a mountain for you, my darling, using only dirt and a spoon, and I would tear it down again, if only you asked. I would fight for your freedom to choose, my darling, if you so desired, and I would create countries in your name, just say it is so. I would create new words for you, my darling, for none truly can describe my love, and you are so worthy of new and beautiful things, only wish it so. I would write encyclopaedias for you, my darling, containing pages of my admiration, and my devotion toward you, to tell the world, simply order me. I would create an altar at which to worship you, my darling, made of gold and ivory and dazzling gems, you are worth all expenses, worth all my faith, just deem it be. You do not even realize it, my darling, but you are so perfect, so utterly gorgeous in action, so kind and gracious, but so small in confidence. If only, my darling, if only you could love yourself the way that I do, so utterly and completely; just say the words, my darling, and I will follow you.
Written February 20, 2011. Because there will never be enough poetry on love.
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emily-fay-d
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Feb 20, 2011
Feb 20, 2011 at 6:41 PM UTC
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