I did not know how to express my feelings in poetrys form and rhyme,

What letters should be used to share how indescribable life seemed,

Hours, minutes, days, lived empty, without regard for space and time,
Until love filled my senses in innumerable ways to share my dreams.
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Greater understanding of passion came no farther than your sweet smile,
Which I found alive in the smallest grin that illuminated your tender soul,
Soon, fueled by the energy your presence irradiated, I began to write,
With the certainty of a frail leaf awaiting its fate in late New England fall.
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Suddenly, those typed words in black and white became shades of gray,
As I discovered a multitude of colors with each and every gentle kiss,
While I noticed how her gentle lips tasted as if they were laced with honey,
As my faithful fingers softly shared with my old keyboard my ultimate bliss.
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I am now able to share my writings, which say that with you, I have lived,
Since you made all those feelings that laid dormant inside myself, visible,
And rekindle the internal fire that one hot stormy night, made me love you,
Which made all the words I now share with the world, ultimately possible