her eyes are the moonlight. her lips are the stars. her heart is the sun warming my life. she breathes and the wind responds in a song. in her hands i find the strength of the mountains, in her voice the salt of the sea. she is the world and all above it. she is free.
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PoetryI'm not much of a poet, but on the rare occasion I write a poem I will put it here.
