Her keen mind penetrates my august soul, Harmless beauty, superficially gentle,
To my evening eyes, under weather,
Cold but kind, the mask of the dawn
Unleashes a soft storm,
Pulsating like a consecrated stream.
Hallowed, the strength of my humane loyalty
To her method of profound cupidity.
Stillness awe, hilarity gathering
Beneath hidden thoughts.
Respectful, courteous to her proud ways,
A cheap fanatic, but fantastically extraordinary.
K.Oni
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