her eyes are dangerous

they’re diamonds glowing in the dark

a glaze I will never see again

her hair was as dark as clean bear fur

and as light as a soft silk feather

her palms got soaked in the warm water

with pearls in her hair and rosy cheeks

she was so much more than that

dangerous, neat, nice and many more things

the day I met her, stars fell in my eyes

and everything was clear

she is true beauty to me

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