If skeptic
How can one be
So decent
So blissful
Look at her, closer
Her way
Her moves
Answers the all
She is
A work of precious art
Who breathe
Who inspires
You don’t need to be a writer
You don’t need to be a poet
Whoever you are
She has something
Alluring, magical charm
What makes you
Something to say
She is the dream
And the reality
That, She is
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 9:24 PM UTC
If skeptic
How can one be
So decent
So blissful
Look at her, closer
Her way
Her moves
Answers the all
She is
A work of precious art
Who breathe
Who inspires
You don’t need to be a writer
You don’t need to be a poet
Whoever you are
She has something
Alluring, magical charm
What makes you
Something to say
She is the dream
And the reality
That, She is
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