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the dew of a sunbeam

in an
inner version of her
there was modesty... love... respect and peace
only she wanted to show how brave she was
she breaks down at the slightest display of emotions
and lay her teary head
in a cheery bosom
she is capable of womanhood
just a replica of her hot chest
she is golden... capable and amiable
only if you will get to know her
though she rants
her words soothe
an emblem of graceful personality
©exavsperna