I imagine that
He who created you
must have had
a hard time
letting you go
(Just as I do)

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If all others were required
to lower their gaze in your presence
I would be defiant and stare upon
your beauty just as God
has given me eyes to do
And I will praise him on a job well done

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I will approach you
and they will forbid me
to advance any further
But I will be defiant
and find my way to you
with a picture of the moon
I will ask you if she is your cousin
to which you will reply No
And I will say good, because
the moon isn’t nearly as beautiful