Mistress of Beauty.

I call you Mistress of Beauty.
More lovely and indivdual than a snowflake.
all you actions beyond compare or competition.
I thought I knew you,
Your character,
Motivtions,
Heart.

But daily you astound me
with your moods,
mysterious, manifold.
Everyday never enough to be nearby you,
Hanging on your words,
Stealing looks in loving anticipation
of a smile, reciprocated love.

No.
We are unreciprocated.
So.
Put my heart to rest, unlock it now.
Love me?
Hate me?
Tell me now my Queen of Muses.
So we may call it a day and go
divergent paths.
Mistress of Beauty.

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