Brutally
Handsome.
Of
what is spirit made?
Cast
in mould of beauty,
Founded
'pon a love supreme,
Came
the look of masons.
A
chiselled façade,
Hewn,
rock-like power cut.
From
aeons of time
Drawn
forth into light,
Sacred
yet prominent features,
Heaven
from human perspective,
Cobbled
under craftsmen hammers.
Fighting
for the right to shine,
Once
upon a golden time,
I
had dreams
He'd
be mine,
Take
me in arms sublime,
Be
the reason to my rhyme,
This
brutally handsome
Man,
Who
blows my mind,
With
such tenderness, I find.....
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