For they are those we seek to ever see;
More they than friends, or parents, sisters, brothers;
For in their sight we see eternity.
Beauty can fade, and mere corporeal charms
Are nothing to the bloom of what is there
In better spirits, which all spite disarms
And mounts the face to make it truly fair.
In those so lucky to be doubly blessed
In simultaneously delight from every side
A deep, grand beauty is at once expressed
That distance, sadness, anger cannot hide.
I see this beauty grow within your face
And love to love it in its resting place.
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