The thought of the sweet radiance of your eyes
brings tears to mine and transports my soul
to regions unfathomed and unknown.
How do you know the secret magic that stirs my soul?
Did you learn it from a sorceress?
Or was your mother a goddess, your father a mere mortal?
Surely, you’ve been endowed by some high power
with a celestial fire, with something divine
granted only to those who can be trusted
with the secrets of the gods.
When I behold this in you I am more than a little in awe,
But I am resolved to remain silent
And let you wonder if you truly are my muse
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