Purity

Beauty he seeks, Beauty he achieved.  Fairest of heart,Drizzling eyes,Blood red lips,And a soul hidden underneath her demise.  He didn't seek the beauty of her charming face,Or lustful lips,Or soft eyes.Beauty he seeks meant inner heart of gold,Made by the Lord myself.   A heart meant for affection, And protection.A heart that will complete his shadow of the day,And warmth in the darkness of the night.  A love so real,It's too much to deal.Finally, being able to find peace,In the ease of the light.

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