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Is it she whose eyes glow

like the morning sun?

Or is it she who can give you

her golden lips of honey?

Are her eyes keen and her

hands stronger than the grip of death?

Is her heart softer than lilacs

or is it firmer than an anvil?

Will she comfort you in your

hour of need or will she fade away

with the sunset?

Is it your face she caresses or

is it the face of a hungry panther she desires?

Does she come to your arms and

your arms only or does she sample those

of other loves?

What will you do when

she is no longer by your side?

Will you beckon her distant shadow

or will you contemplate the mistake

you’ve made?


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