Thursday 1st of January 1970


4100 Beauty
You don't know what it means, she said, 'beauty'.
Oh but I do: your smile when you are happy but tired,
the way your eyes light up when you get roses,
your instinctive action for love and for duty.
All of these and more are what discloses
The wonder that is you to me, and by me desired.


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