Day and night I think of me,
Through the storms I hold unto me,
As the sunrise hits the beautiful me,
This I've never told anyone I'll tell me.
No beauty race have you ever won,
On no glorious adventure have you gone,
No muscled arms or back have you got,
Your abs not six packs I see just one,
But me I love and dream of daily.
Years may pass climates may change,
But if constance means death,
Then with joy I will embrace it,
Cause the universe may pass away,
But my love for me will hold till eternity.
And when finally I'm called to glory,
I will not rot and melt like all others,
Like Egyptian mummies I'll be prepared,
So all parts of lovely me will be intact,
And may be in a millennium I'll be a museum.
Then my love for lovely me will conquer death,
Forever protected day and night,
By generations unborn,
And sciences unseen.
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