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lynnia hans Dec 2016
cinders of fire stir in my soul
every time i think of you
your gorgeous godlike stature enthralls me
looking into those deep hazel brown tiger's eye colored orbs sparks me into a frenzy of love for you
your gorgeous cascading raven tresses draped majestically over your shoulders
your porcelain smooth skin too gorgeous to not touch
that glimmering impish smile that brightens my days even though they were days of despair

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