Archive-name: Poetry/fascinat.txt
Archive-author: Ariel Witch
Archive-title: Fascination
Do you know,
I could look at you,
naked,
for hours.
Your perfection
fascinates me.
There is no single
turn of flesh,
no line or muscle
that does not blend
in perfect symmetry.
You are the very god
from whose image
man was cast.
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