Beauty surrounds her

Like an ascribed aura

Dipped in Gold,

Most expensive fur

 

Hair jet black

Just like a curse

An imprinted back

Her eyes burst

 

Salty rivers flow

Down her soft eyes

Her skin glows

Soon to realize

 

That she is beautiful

Although It’s sinful

She has always been

Beautiful.

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Painting from Pinterest

Posted by:A'Isha Adams

The mind of a frantic poet. The ambition of an entrepreneur. And lastly, the heart of an old soul.

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