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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
First attempt in a very long time, inspired by.... well she knows who she is.

Submitted: October 07, 2011

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Submitted: October 07, 2011



 Her hair, spun from cashmere and gold, framing her face, the vision of loveliness.

Her eyes, so addictive, welcoming, absorbing and captivating, drawing me into a world of clear blue joy.

 Her skin, so perfect, snowflakes pause on landing and revel a moment in her softness before melting into contented oblivion.

 Her touch, lighter than air, gentle and warm, wrapping me in bonds far too strong to break.

 Her heart, thrice fired with passion, life and love so vibrant, the fortunate close can bathe in her soothing flame.

 Her words, flow like water, carving chasms through the hardest heart.

 Her voice, caresses every part of me, running over my skin like a cooling breeze.

 Her presence, releases the shackled soul and lets dreams and hopes soar towards freedom and the heavens beyond.

 Her love is the greatest treasure, the greatest prize, the greatest gift I could ever hope to hold.

 Hers is all I could ever wish to be from now until the end of all time.

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