

haloLight suspended in it's splendour Gracing the man to gaze upon her, Her halo humbling human hearts Her light prints blessing trembling talenthalo
She shines surreal and perfect still, Bright beauty of inviting sparkles...
I lover her...lingering light of lucid lines Imprisoning me with incandescent illusions Making me more than mere wo/man Touching the tip of trice transcendence
I want her warm and wonderful and willing Allowing me ardent ascetic admiration!
Or maybe pure poetic passion...
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| ja robię ot tak, to co inni robią tylko w snach |
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