Her eyes so innocently calm…so deeply warm…
Exuding sweet hidden lyrics of charm;
Her earrings…sparkling blue-purple…
Like Mitchell’s jewels giggling in a glittering marble;
Sacred and mystic serenity…reside in her humble lips…
Graciously moistened and tender as Caribbean chips!
Her dress…from nature’s blackcurrant, cutely exotic…
The loose-eyed beware, staring beyond is “tipsy-toxic! ”
Her skin…natural, free from artificial bleach…
Refreshingly admirable as Kenya’s coastal beach!
Her hair… romancing her cheeks, dancing happily, so trendy…
Oooh… SHE’S REAL …SHE IS MY ALL...SHE IS CECY!
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sparkling indeed..clear description of a genuine and profound love..sweeeeeet :)