My Fantasy and Avatar
she is a golden haired beauty
smile that revels the sun
pink faerie, with a romantic gown
in silks, satins, created for an angel
people gravitate to her easily
trusting her due to her gorgeousness
Beauty has a way with people
They become malleable in her hands
I am amazed by her myself
She is my ultra-ego, my dream woman,
My going-to-come-back-around-next-time-self
I will be five foot eleven, and I will wear high heels
I will grow wings and be marvelous
I will have golden hair and blue eyes and touch the sun.
Reminder of my next incarnation
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