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Jan 2014
She is the deepest mystery,
dropping subtle clues
in her wake, she shakes
the ground around her,
leaves the lesser
trembling in derision.

Her aura is as radiant as
all the stars in heaven,
certainly an angel,
blinds the lesser,
leaves them
cold in their tracks.

Her touch is
like the finest silk,
the lesser melt inside
her tracing,
heartbroken &
crying for more.

And with one look,
a gaze given
by the sacred,
the lesser
explode like super nova,
forever bewitched,
never,
no never,
the same.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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   rolanda and Elizabeth Squires
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