Bright eyes that sparkles trust and beauty.
The true essence of beauty
Habitation of love
The purest form of love.
Spicy red hot lips that makes her words so lovely
The beauty of words has it spice from her vocals
As the winds blows the waves through my eardrum
And it reception vibrates my ribs.
Her footsteps sounds like young gazelles
Matching down the tenth of kedar
Like an avalanche
Rolling down Mt Everest
But,
Shes amazing,
Because;
Her fragility makes you wanna protect her
Her beauty does not ignite lust but responsibity
It gives you reason to be strong and agile
As you ply the trades of the earth
These to me; is a definition of a Zion lady
Beauty spices up handwork
Not lustful but genuine
And this I found in this Zion lady
Chryss
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