Only One Incredible Woman
Only One Incredible Woman
Her hair was even short or long, her arms were over
stretched, even her expended and wide legs to move
in the huge beloved space upon her, she looks like
the wind the breeze the air it blown her suddenly
and heavenly, she feels the love in her bone of her
luxurious body and good looks, her face was very
calm and relaxed, she used her heart her spirit her
wondrous soul was released, she hear the greatest
waterfalls in earth, she hear another, the unique
Shakespearean words of poetry in thin incredible
and intelligent air to speak with, she used the gentle
pole of goodness and greatness, she use the stage
gracefully like the river was up and downstream, her
beauteous was even deep enough, her passion is
growing and growing nonstop, only one woman who
moves whatever and whatsoever in her naked feet to
fleet through the flat form stage like an angel
Written by
Michael James Brindley
6-11-16
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