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Words can define so much, of the beauty you are;
like a fine sober lady in a bar.
Every inch of your hair resembles a dark dream so untouched;
that even the idea of me touching it, left me dumb struck.
Curves on your face, redefine cuteness,
just to caress your cheeks, would be madness!
Beautiful, you are a work of art;
Don't deny it, accept it.
I adore you for everything you are,
And what you've made me so far.