Countless: A Poem.

Imaginary. Nonexistent. Inaccurate.
Is the number that expresses
the reveries in which you are the protagonist.
Indefinable. Empyrean. Ineffable.
Are the sensations my heart experiences
when thoughts of your rowdy hair enter my mind.
Boundless. Seducing. Mesmerizing.
Are those sweet honey eyes
that propel me into a disoriented realm.

My love for you is endless.
Like the hours that I wish to be in your presence.
Like the stars in the universe.
Like the eternity I hope to spend by your side.



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