LOVE POEM #93 – To Call You Beatrice

To call you Beatrice, whose eyes

smiled with the same gaiety

as the highest of holy suns,

would be a gross understatement.


You are bright like the blue giants

that from one hundred times the space

of our brilliant yellow sovereign

would blind my eyes in a heartbeat.



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