My Beloved
Bewitchingly beautiful
With luscious red lips,
A waterfall of gold curls,
and eyes the color of a chameleon
always changing and full of warmth.
In her elegant black gown
She is forever lovely,
Relentlessly energetic,
My precious little china doll.
I yearn to be with her
As I desire her so.
She is forever my beloved,
My one,
My only.
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