Repaid

Just as long as you�re around,
My world will be utopian.
Your insight is more than profound,
Illuminated in the light of reason,
Not loving you would be a treason.

A glance at the night�s frozen eye
Pales to the beauty you emit.
You could make a goddess sigh.
Not fearing that love will fade,
You had the chance to leave, but stayed.

We�re above the rest of this place,
Floating above the wasting trash.
The only thing I care to see is your face.
Lost in that one moment of bliss,
Waiting for that tender sweet kiss.

You�re a statue for the love I feel,
Showing all, the one good thing I�ve done.
For those moments alone are surreal,
I search for a way the love can be repaid;
Finding out slowly, the payment has been made.

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This poem is original and copyright of Ben Ellsworth.
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