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You are beauty, I won’t say that you are beautiful,

Because it shall show my disrespect,

If I do so; truly, it’s a fact,

 I won’t say that I don’t miss you, it’s not cool.

I won’t call you a rose,

Since you are more than that,

And the prosaic smoothness of the silk will scat,   

Sensing your softness that God, for you, especially chose.

I keep Keats’ notion in mind, my fairy,

You are not beautiful; you are beauty.