Your flowing limbs,
drape around you like twines on a tree,
Your feet evidence of a long-standing hardship,
Your heart so pure it puts me to sleep peacefully,
Your eyes filled with wonder and quiet intelligence,
Your smile curl your lips coyily,
touching my inner beauty,
Believe me when I say you're the one for me.
(dear friends, don't ever try to love if you're not prepared to be burned by it too)
by Sha Najak, poet/artist
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