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The
Beautiful Lady
Her
beauty is blinding like a high noon sun
Caught
in its glare there's no escape,
You're
mesmerized and at once intrigued
By what
lays behind the apparent physical beauty
If her
heart is equally as beautiful then heaven forgive him
He will
fall in love with her
She has
eyes of a woman love lives in her heart
To
touch her is to feel her warmth
To kiss
her is to feel her breath of life
Coursing
through his soul and he knows
There
will be no other than the beautiful lady.
Dean
Jean-Pierre
3:36 pm
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