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Sweetheart

A poem of movement,

A smile like the shy lighting up of the sky in the early morning,

A touch like the finishing strokes of an artist’s brush,

A voice like the whispered rustle of leaves softly swept,

An eyelift like the raising of heavy curtains,

To reveal milky blueness set with jewels.

A whisper –

Of love, of surrender,

Of strength, of courage,

Of steadfastness, of loyalty.

The promise

Of a dream for all mankind,

And a cause for hope.

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