Where are you sweetie?

What the eye admires
The heart desires;
An intense gaze more things
Sees;
What otherwise would not have been seen;
Such an eye clearly sees;
Hidden beauty to the surface
Is brought;
Where then are you sweetie?
Come show me your lovely face;
That I may, a gaze have;
And more than ever admire its beauty;
And as you well know,
What the eye admires,
The heart desires.

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