Sunday, 10 June 2018

The comeliness

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The comeliness

Her hair, golden waves spreading indefinitely;
Her brow, an innocent blank space;
Her eyes, the light of eternal life;
Her ears, as jasmine's festoon;
Her cheeks, as soft snow sheets;
Her lips, the most attractive rose soft;
Her neck, nectar filled pot;
Her breasts, tender fantasy clouds;
Her arms, the stairway to heaven;
Her nail, the group of shooting stars;
Her waist, an unfounded mystery;
Her feet, as sun ray in cloud;
But her soul can't be defined in words.
 

Jack Elixir

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