Daughter of the most high God, favour chases after you relentlessly.
Your steps are ordered on a path leas to eternity.
The melanin that drips from your skin is as viscuous as rich coconut oil.
Your eyes are the gateway to your soul that wraps my inner thoughts and secrets with an encryption that cannot be decoded.
Our friendship is sweetener than wine, the bond so pure with the absence of judgement.
We gel with so much ease that it was by design that our paths were intended to collide.
And collide they did, with resulting explosion producing sensations of feeling. Each touch promiscuous in its charm.
I find my joy in your joy, the richness of my stories in the plot twists of the very same stories you yourself share with me.
But I will never forget your smile that is as white as snow.
It's a confirmation of how your beauty is as ageless as the sun.
It's as memorable as your presence that commands the attention of the room's ambiance.
Your presence is as welcoming ad the warmth that escapes your skin when we embrace.
It reminds me of the face-to-face interactions we engage in that leave my brain speechless at the wisdom that swivels on the tip of your tongue.
I appreciate you and honor your connection with me.
For without you in my life, it would be lacking a critical ingredient I have yearned for, for as long as I could remember.
A female bestie that I can grow to love as a friend and someone I could always run to for advice when my heart can no longer burdens that it takes it upon itself to bear.
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