Raindrops on a windowsill,
A sunrise over a grassy hill,
Mourning dew on a flowers bloom,
None are as beautiful as you.
For when you come within my sight,
I step back and look at your light,
You light that comes from deep within,
This is where my world begins.
As you spread throughout my mind,
I want to leave the rest behind,
You've already won, my heart is your prize.
For my soul melts when I look in your eyes.
I havent won yet, your love is my goal....

~Author Aaron C.

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