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The Princess of Melista

Beautiful Twin Blue Pearls - She came quietly and gracefully as a beautiful lioness would when she stalks her prey. She utter no words or sounds unto me. She began drawing with ease and her thougts were consumned with the task at hand. I a young lion with great love and might was about to depart. Then The Holy Spirit moved me to ask of illustrations for Bevo. I really did'nt want to disturb her concentration, but I was obedient. (Overwhelmed I felt, because I was obedient) She began taliking and I could not help but marvel and be so deeply entrance with her beautiful shy blue eyes. It was like looking into radiantly blue and encircle black priceless jewels that came from The Palace Of Gems. Then she spoke with such joy and tenderness that I felt the safety and serenity amist life treachery and chicanery. Just for that moment I knew what being in The Heavenly Realm, meant. Her locks reminded me silk which had been woven from the finest silk in Italy. Who was this damsel and fair maiden that allowed me to enter her space? She had gentle lips that resemble the color of the seeds that lived within the security of the pomanagrante fruit(mis-spelled please forgive me). Her smile was the shear illumination of that coffee-shop. Oh how bless I was that evening. My heart only desire to pay trubite to this inner/outer beauty which was fashion by God-Himself. Truly the loins of her father was bless as her mother womb. Only God could have ordain such might and beauty in such a petite matter. Thus was the beauty of the beautiful twin blue pearls, as myu humble heart remain palpitating whenever I entrertain thoughts of that profound evening. God Bless God for The Princess Of Melista(to be continued, I wonder?)

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