She was the tuning fork of quantum physics
Tuning her aroma he stared her white ad socks
Her eyes dictated oceanic flow of locked dreams
She was once the hope now among the screaming stars
Her agony though not cared for
She was the lethal queen though very far
He qualifies her unexplored she
Alas! She won't know who is he?
Her pickling hands with bluffy cheeks
Ah her curved brows packed with freeks
She is the lethal seller of her divine vision
Although discovered yet in holy mission
Her tyrant expressions scare him a lot
I wish he jewelled her but with no heart..
She was the brace of shining gold
Making him feel hot in chilling cold
Her Biple silence in the loud ground
She wears myon on her tumbling crowd
She is stuck in the adhesive of pity life
No forward no backward compatibility her wife.
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