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Apr 2010
Her eyes suspend the starlight.
Her lips are molten gold.
Her hair is soft spun darkness.
Her mind is mercury.
Behold - a woman.

Whole and moonwrapped
mystery untold.

Her story echoes
down unfolding
corridors of history.

Where men may chance their luck.
If they are bright and bold.
Written by
kath otoole  North East England
(North East England)   
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   Paul Hansford and ---
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