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Your face forces pilots to stare
From every nation with prayer.
How your body accepts gravity
Without beloved wings to see.
You humbled like my world’s better
Isn’t why I write this love letter.
All heroes envy your caliber,
For a day without you is a blur,
Where I think about the go-getters,
Getting women unlike the quitters.
You’re over my world; am I buried?
Cremate my worries; I’m unmarried.
Yet, I’m married to the thought of you.
I’m in the shadows like deja vu
With a royal blue heart that’s afar.
Oh, watch me carry a falling star.
I mustn’t wish for what’s so unknown.
You’re a queen that no one can dethrone.
Isaiah Lawrence 