She is beautiful, mirror whispered. Light caresses her curvy attire. Silk slips on the cuts and twists of her youthful describe. She arouses the world to the carnal desires. Abandoned unabashedly now she is the dreams of all male eyes. She laughs. She smiles. She understands the hypocrisy of this world. Hiding sins within, they all talk divine. But still her heart aches. Her soul craves. She is loved or her skin is scaled. Only her heart knows what is going on inside. Her soul will smile when her true love arrives..
SHE is waiting for your eyes..
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SHE is so much more, more than these defined mere roles, SHE is more than just a biology, or a gender, or these hypocritical social constructs. SHE is a wonder, a creation that made even the GOD feel proud. SHE is magic, the magic that created the whole universe. SHE is an antithesis to her own existence, SHE is love and hate, SHE is power and soft, SHE is ice and fire, a paradox, a mirage, the sunshine in moonlight. SHE is not just a rousing seductress, SHE is seduction herself. SHE is not just a word or sentence, SHE is the rhythm, music SHE is a complete story, a yet to be written poetry.
turnover and see
how SHE looks dipped in ink and spilled..
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how SHE looks dipped in ink and spilled..