You were gone.
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But like a savior, you were resurrected to me.
The moment I saw you, I felt dizzy.
How can one mortal man be so perfect?
You're beautiful to me, every fine piece of you.
You are the Rama to my Sita,
The Romeo to my Juliet, the forbidden fruit
In the garden of Eden.
And I, like Eve, am so tempted just to take a bite
Or two, or more, to devour a piece of perfection.
Your eyes are so deep, so limitless
That I felt myself drown the moment your's
Me, the rock, the epitome of strength
Melted the minute I saw your face.
How can I possibly see your face and live
Without just taking a bite...?