all I want to do is feel her hair
against my face
and breathe her in
kiss her face

her face though far from perfection
feeds mine eyes
to full satisfaction

she is beautiful
though she'd never believe me
i loved her
and so it had to be
this was not her truth
for hers is yet to come

she deserves so much more

her hair
will always be my sanctum
and her nearness
my comfort

her
the one
i loved
but perhaps
not more than myself