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Toward You
by Chelse Elliot
You shaped my heart
From frail linen paper
Fold by fold
Devoted imperative
Precise
Transcending hands
Smoothing, shaping
Gently aligning
Upbraided edges
Exalted evolution
A butterfly, a dove
Ohhh, a swan
White ivory wings
Gliding, gliding
Rubescent fluttering gleeful
Pearls of affection
Slender head
Turned toward you
My mate, my mentor
My clever companion
In your eyes
Indelible reflections
A smile of approval
Entranced in a soliloquy
The swan
Blissfully swims
Toward you
Always
Toward you
My love
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