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Mino
The delicate frame of her shoulders, and the way
she poises herself with dignity. Softness and hither,
her smile melts you. Locks wreathed of splendid gardens.
With the love of eternal warmth, the sweetness of
pomegranate. See the stars? They shine so bright.
Whenever I feel a beckoning of mortality, I look to the
midnight sky, to gain understanding of her heartbeat
like roses will linger to the scent of her breath. Will
she shine an eclipse to reveal all unknown? Like a
mystery uncovered, the breeze cannot reveal all. One this
golden, like spirits, may lay still within another. In her eyes
vast reservoirs where at once rippling in the water the stars
show her reflection. She is all that encompasses what man
has in him to accomplish, the catalyst to every divine element
is derived from her superior intelligence. And you're in awe.
There will only ever be one and so she will remain as all to
even those unaware. Because beauty is her personification.
