Inspiration by Byron but thinking of someone else :-)

He walks in beauty, like a God

of ancient times and fairy tales

leaving his heroic trode

strong but light, like full blown sails.

Observes the world with steel blue eyes

shielded by his brows so dark

Makes me reach the highest skies

leaving his eternal mark.

Atlas’ shoulders, solid, wide

safely towering above

a mind so noble and very bright

my Muse, my eternal love.

This beaten heart you make whole

by being genuine and true

making beautiful this bewildered soul

just by loving you.

(No more painfully corny posts after this, I promise)

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