Herbert Nehrlich 2 - You

You
glance at me,
your eyes
regard me
as a
mother would
her
precious child.

There
cannot be
a greater love.

And,
when I told you
I was
smitten,
you waited knowingly
for me to add
head over heels.

You
are my dream,
my all,
your smile
anaesthetizes
and your breath beguiles my skin.

You
are
too beautiful,
and when
you glance
at me,
I want to
tell you
of
delight
and
of
enchantment,
and
of
magic,
of
a love
that,
like a camelot,
is bound
innately
to
the God
Infinity.

And I would add
that there
can never be
a greater love.

Herbert Nehrlich 2

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