when I think of you
this image gets burned into my mind.
Like some kind of fantastical dream
I can see the could be's and what if's
and I love them all.
Not, of course,
as much as I love you.
Did I say that? Yeah...
Yeah, I did.
And it's probably always obvious now.
You delight me with your presence.
You are a sun to my world.
Without you,
all would be dark.
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