She doesnt think shes beautiful,
Like the harbor moon and flowers,
They just are,
Shes cool, warm, and exquisite,
The flowers,
dont think theyre beautiful,
They just are,
The harbor moon just glows,
Thats what it does, despite itself,
It beautifully glows,
Shes exquisite, cool, and warm,
Theyre exquisite, warm, and cool
Reynaldo Casison
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Reynaldo Casison (
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Comments1
Very cohesive and imaginative..your relationship with beauty is very pure…
Thanks Parisab,
stay sweet
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