A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.
You are altogether beautiful my love, there is no flaw in you.
You do not walk in flesh, hedonistic and raw
hardy exultation in you and I
is fully living in each moment of dedicated joy
How you choose
your content laughter on your sleeve
infinitely deeper than window dressing
the door to your lifelong machinations
allowing me in so we can build firm from simple truths
Love is more than feeling
more than wistful hope and infinite fleeting
the commitment to see guiltlessness hiding behind the guilt
to cling
to own
to erect
a beacon of virtuous forfeit and never-ending devotion
to know for ourselves and the world at large
what one can be to another in human vulnerability
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