There is something fantastical and otherly in you

That I can’t put my finger on,

Something originastical & unique-ful,

Some extraordinary-ness, some rarity

A fingerprint on your soul,

beauty-full, wonder-full, brilliant and bright,

Blazing forth bold and radiant,

Undimmedly casting your incomparable shine and sheen

Over shadowed and shaded places.

A kind of sun, you are.

*Happy Birthday, my love. 

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