I Look at Thee
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I look at thee with the greatest- admiration.
I look at thou to brighten my day,
To arouse a spirit within my craven, Dying candle.
Yet when Our eyes so souly meet,
Your face grows monger with disgust.
I wonder why and often ponder,
What it feels like to be dead,
To not have emotion and not thee.
Life in death is much more peaceful,
Having angels smile at me.
I also wonder what it feels like,
To have your heart alongside mine,
To share a beauty with the world.
This I wonder when I look,
When I look at you forever.