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Jun 2020
She always had a Ribbon,
tied to Her Golden Hair
and carried the Stars
in Her Eyes.
She was an Angel,
sent from Heaven.
Who descended Down,
from the Blue Skies.
Her Beautiful Face,
wore a Charming Smile.
As She moved around,
with Grace and Style.
Her Love for Me,
was Taller than any Mountain.
My Woman Quenched My Thirst,
like the Waters of a Fountain.
Savio Fonseca
Written by
Savio Fonseca  M/India
(M/India)   
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