Blasian
She's my ebony princess
With an asian twist
Such a heavenly mistress
In a blasian mist....
That rises above me
To take the place
Of what doesn't love me
And fills the space...
Becoming each reason
To wake and breathe
And heal any lesion
That made me bleed...
Re-tying the heart strings
That broke apart
Denying the one thing
That made it start....
Shes my ebony princess
With that asian swag
Inevitably impressed
Just to be her dad...
Terry
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