A cloud she's
Who lit in the darkness,
A softhearted she's
Who springs in the wilderness,
A flower she's
Who smells in the garden,
Her ardent eyes
Glow and shine like a sun,
A Queen she's
Who walks on a fiery desert wind,
An angelic person she's
Who can changes the world,
with a smile.
The epitome of Beauty
Lies on her smiles,
Above all.
Simple sweet she is.
Oh
Most potential love
Vow, bond, nor space
In the heart neither Stink,
knot, nor confine.
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