michelangelo 107

1 May 2017

my eyes wild for beautiful things
and my mind have no other means
to get to heaven except
these blow them there

from the highest stars
a splendour descends
which draws desire in their direction
this is love

only this makes the true heart
burn this and its mirror
a face in whose eyes
it can perceive the same

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