A true poem made woman.

Blessed is the man of your conquest, he who of God, he has the happiness of falling into the grace of your eyes to be from your heart the feeling that makes it beat like no other thing or motive, that to whom the right is granted to explore your whole soul, to explore your insides and sow within you the seed that will produce the fruit of life, that one being full of grace and bliss, who will be able to see you as a naked poem, and as one who his hands defoliate the rose and tenderly touch each part of you as in a sacred ritual, consecrating you to the love of the one who declares verse to verse every stanza of you, you who are divine creature, a true poem made woman. By Derwell J Fallu

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