But SheA Poem by Zada Robbins
Lo? She speaks,
Soft, sweet, rendering grace, honey lozenges to my soul Lo? She moves, Smooth, like a red wine, unpretentious like a saint Lo? She glows, Harnessing the energy of thousands, through her golden eyes Lo? She is mine, Too beautiful for me, but she loves me so
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4 Reviews Added on February 20, 2015 Last Updated on February 20, 2015 AuthorZada RobbinsLycnhburg, VAAboutI'm simply a person with a hobby turning into a passion. I thoroughly enjoy good books, and think Ramen noodles should be their own food group. more..Writing
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