Rare
Simplicity is defined by the clarity of an image,
but when I look at you I see something more complex.
From the way you do your hair,
to the clothes on your back,
I can tell your beauty is more than that.
A vessel of pure gold fresh from the mines,
the raw and uncut gem with a beautiful shine.
Some might say she's too much!
But trust me she's just right,
this queen has the mind of a scholar
and her smile can light the darkest night.
From city to city, many search to find a woman like this,
an angel in disguise, feels like fresh cotton when touched by her lips.
An undefined character, no other can compare,
She's a real life dream, much more than any love I swear......
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