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She's beautiful.
Her hair, her smile, her dimples, her style.
She's everything.
To be in her presence:
I would be speechless.
The warmth that glows in my soul
When hers shines so brightly,
She takes the words from inside of me
Sings them out into existence
Pins them on the page
While they flutter away
Into my tummy
Where they fly when I want to be
In her arms.
Looking at her face
There is no part of her story I don't want to explore.
Regardless of how much she gives,
I'm always left wanting more.
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