She is beautiful
In and out
For she competes with nature
She herself manifests it
She is the fountain of youthfulness
For she bestows me
The eternal boon
Of material and emotional
She is the force of life
For she lives in me
Keeping me alive
In all my senses
She is an enigma
For I don’t know her to the end
Still she walks in to me
From nowhere
She has the fire
For she turns me on
On and on
Burns with me in
Desire by desire
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