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Aaliyah

Age ain't nothing but a number.
Aerial ruby-red
Lithe liana and
Impulsive night-black jaguar,
Young, playful, wild, 
Amusing in chime... 
Hues of metal and blood flood.

Axes make crosses.
Aluminium nonchalant moon
Licking leaves of the purple willows.
I discern a vague amber face
Yelling through winds, smokes and ashes.
Anchors and chains, arms and boats and oars -
Heavy sands hide them all.

Ancient abyss opens wide.
Absolutes of January ask for immediate answers.
Lines of the black flaming eyes -
I still seek for the signs of dead love through the
Years of Siberian snows.
Apples of January -
Heavy are they, hold them tight, hold them high.

Age ain't nothing but a number. 
Arial ruby-red
Lithe liana and
Impulsive night-black jaguar,
Young and playful and wild. 
Are you artless enough in the art of ascending to love?
Here comes hush after rush.

Aaliyah

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Aaliyah Dana Haughton - the Princess of R&B
(January 16, 1979 - August 25, 2001)
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Revised on Jan 10, 2013
Initial version written on Jan 11, 2010

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