Poetry

Beloved

I believe certain people are allowed into my life to bring out the best of version of me, this particular person has become my day 1.

As the date on which our paths approaches, I dedicate this to you…

He, so meek full of joy, his scares hidden beneath his smile,

He, most’s voice of reason, he never seizes to come one’s aid

In his beautiful eyes, lies a being in need of saving, a selfless creature with greater potential than this world can bear.

Most random encounter, he has never left her side since then.

Call him an angel, a gift from above sent for her,

For his soul seeks to only do good, to live up to his name, to “beloved”

Believing in his invisible powers, she seeks to remain close to him.

Her friend, her angel

Beloved

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