to write You a
poem, a rhyme about Your
Name, but I can’t seem to find even
one line that compares to Your glory and grace.

“In love” is too weak
a phrase–all of me
is branded by the
brilliance of Your face.

I am forever Yours–
even that a mere blink
next to the endlessness
of Your timelessness.

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