She Is
She is a beauty,
She is a dream,
All who know her are privileged to rub shoulders with her,
Some are flooded with dreams of spending just a fraction of a second with her,
Basking under the ambiance of her presence.
She is a force to be reckoned with
A bag of the rarest dynamite.
From the curves and corners of her body
To the lusciousness of her features
She is captivating
A creature created like no other.
Those that try to understand her
Are driven to a further state of confusion,
Her beauty screams out loud,
But yet again it is subtle.
She oozes flamboyance
Every detail meticulously placed;
She is imperfect in the most perfect way,
Fiercely sexy, and incredibly cute at the same time..
SHE IS...
L.N Ngema
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