Here She Comes
She comes in her Queenly Gait.
Not of Royalty but a Queen she is.
Her stride the Glide of Elegance.
Her Complexion the Early Morning Shine.
Her Carriage a Graceful Glamour.
Her Dentition the Glister of Gem.
Her Smile an Alluring Appeal.
Her Voice a Sonorous Rhythm.
Her Physique the Built of Venus.
Her Beauty the Glow of Nature.
Her Person is None but You.
She is You and You are Her.
HAPPY VALENTINE.
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