Divine Being
Her skintone is a glowingchocolate hennessy bronze,
Her soul makes me bow to
her like a devoted asian bonze.
She's lovely, pretty as the skyline,
the sky is her idiosyncratic eye line.
The love we create together forms
a sweet distinctive pattern,
I'd make strong love to her
in the heart of a mexican cavern,
Her passion makes me rollerblade
around the rings of Saturn.
So out of this world, imcomparable
and in her own atmosphere,
Just the sight of her stirs my high
amusing my euphoric stratosphere.
Her warm soft touch quenches
my brainwaves and keeps me sane,
It shocks my mind to gaze at her
knowing she's dealt with much pain.
So kind and innocent plus gorgeous
garments praises her chiefly being,
I'd be dipped in dung and rolled in
breadcrumbs if a angel isn't what im seeing,
Her elegance resembles that of a orchid,
so showy and dear for sure,
I wouldn't change her for the world
she's the best and perfectly pure...
By Michael Smith
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