But when it comes to me, it’s an occasional fight.
In her heart, warmness and plenty of grace.
Yet, for a special me, there is NO place.
In her ever sweet eyes, her soul’s reflection.
Full of genuity, goodness and affection.
In her spirit everything you need to cherish.
That’s where I struggle hard not to be selfish.
In her judgment, she is ‘beauty’, young and pure.
Verses ‘the beast’, BI3A2ED, yet so immature.
A mind draft communicated lately with someone special. Its impact was intended and it generated my expectations...and since it is touching at many levels, I decided to share it with the rest of the world...
WooooHoooooo!
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