Orient girl with hair like black silk
Let your pale skin glow in the moonlight
Calm face and soft composer but a soul of fiery rage
Show them a true fight
Bones made like glass a body so small
But your ancestors walk with you so you will never fall
So go on warrior of seduction and grace
Never to settle with tears on her face
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Author:
Thesunseeker (
Offline) - Published: October 10th, 2019 00:34
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Comments1
Rather beautiful imagery you've created here... And quite the story. Leaves me wanting more!
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