Something About Her

There is
something
about her,
something
about her
that’s
more than
perfect,
more than
true to life,
more than
I can explain.
I don’t have
any good reason
to love her,
any good reason
to stay,
except for how she’s
everything
that illuminates me,
refreshes me,
emboldens me,
and sparks
all the fires
with which I’ll
burn down the world
and make it
my own.


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