thoughts of her
her sensual sweetness and shy demeanor
her powerful presence strengthens every time i see her
her elegance and gorgeous style
her patience for life and precious smile
she carries warmth that's so contagious
her brilliant soul stands out on all stages
thoughts of her begin my day
i dream each night that she’ll one day stay
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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