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"proposterous" poems
Eyes, Her eyes, Open so softly, They sparkle and gleam like precious gems or a moonlit ocean. So deep, beautiful and magnificent These aren't any eyes, They are... Her eyes. Lips, Her lips, Soft, sweet, sensational. When they greet so ever gracefully, calls for a dream crawling with Ecstasy. These aren't any lips, They are... Her Lips. Body, Her body, So perfect in proportion, like a sun blossomed and washed out all the dark. The notion to believe you dislike this is as proposterous as liking the most hated thing. This isnt any body, This is... Her Body. Soul, Her soul, Dances free of all restraints, just like the rest of her body it's purity is limitless, So calm and content like a soft summers breeze. This isn't any soul, This is... Her soul. All of her is perfect, All of her is beautiful, She is Anyone, She is everyone, Everyone is perfect You read about yourself.
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Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 11:13 AM UTC
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