your dovelike eyes are the stares of an angel whose heart has been lifted by the sky celestial with hair that shines as if cared by a hen you wonder this earth never yielding to men your heart is so kind and as sweet as a flower yet will it be know in your rise to power you're but a breeze in the wind that has not yet been born your soul yet violent like that of a storm...
Reason for writing:
*baby kisses*
Birth sign: Taurus
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