SHE.

 

Benevolent enrichment and Subdue reticent voice are ample to slay.
Coruscating adroit eyes are waiting to say a lot with a broken trust , maybe?
She is endearing with a winsome smile, with a scrutiny in her heart for sun signs on this road of never ending miles.
Subtlety of her questions are pretty as she, like a dream , she lived again a bit.
Smells like caffeine , she is damn enslaving.
In a dreamland she lives, i am awake still i am waving.
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