Roaring into my heart is a woman.
A woman of fantasies , a woman of dreams.
Filled with emotions and expressions.
Cursed by time spent upon viewing.
Although her existence is void.
Her plush eyes are nailed in my mind.
Velvet hair which drifts behind.
Vivid smiles which brightens her laughter.
Roaming free and lavishing about.
Characteristics which I hate, no doubt.
Fate plays a great deal between us.
The seconds of glaze upon your face.
Heart raises its pace,
along with a stomach ache!
As I cannot capture her,
Her beauty will always be etched in my mind.
A rare gem like her will be hard to find!
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