Loves expression Poem, by Jays hollow, at My poetic side

Her hair which seemed to be twined with fate itself.

The golden brown skin of hers which seemed to glow miles away,

The sepia coloured eyes which seemed prettier than any quartz ever mined,

The warm feeling of her touch, which puts any cashmere slik to shame,

For her laugh seemed nicer than any melody created.

And her cheeks, which reminds me of the cheery blossoms in spring.

For the sight of her, I can't comprehend.

-Jays

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