A beautiful paradox was she.
Her sensitivity were her melodies.
Her sufferings were her discovery.
Her visuals profoundly hypnotising.
She casts a spell when she weaves.
Her poetic fragrance lingers in my dreams.
Wrapped in passion she flames by desire.
I am unapologetically intoxicated with this beautiful mystery.
Her sensitivity were her melodies.
Her sufferings were her discovery.
Her visuals profoundly hypnotising.
She casts a spell when she weaves.
Her poetic fragrance lingers in my dreams.
Wrapped in passion she flames by desire.
I am unapologetically intoxicated with this beautiful mystery.
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