To describe her would be like looking at a waterfall.
From afar, she captures your attention
and up close you feel the mist
known as her presence embrace you.
Without a doubt, she is a beauty
and her voice gushes warmth and intensity.
However, when you get closer,
She is soothing like a water stream
and once inside,
playfulness arises.
Inside the water I am,
can’t breathe,
it’s like I swam in the most cavernous cascade ever.
I am drenched with fear as I go under the fall,
but as I further explore I am blocked by this stonewall.
Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 3:08 AM UTC
To describe her would be like looking at a waterfall.
From afar, she captures your attention
and up close you feel the mist
known as her presence embrace you.
Without a doubt, she is a beauty
and her voice gushes warmth and intensity.
However, when you get closer,
She is soothing like a water stream
and once inside,
playfulness arises.
Inside the water I am,
can’t breathe,
it’s like I swam in the most cavernous cascade ever.
I am drenched with fear as I go under the fall,
but as I further explore I am blocked by this stonewall.
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