Pocket Gal
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I see the heavens
in your eyes.
Worlds and galaxies
swirl within your soul.
Love is who you are
seen by a soul like mine.
A dull nickel with
hardly any worth.
You see value regardless
in someone plain.
You believe in me
where I lack faith.
Your love is deep
plentiful and abundant.
I cannot turn back
from its depth.
I’m your precious coin
to carry with you.
Until the world ends
and steals my last breath.