Poem- Her

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Her eyes like sapphires and a manner just as pleasant

Her skin of porcelain on a form just as fragile

Her smile dazzled like the sun, and herself could not be outshone

In her presence, he felt an elegance to bring envy upon any Queen

And in her, a ferocity that could bring any man to his knees.

He was humbled to have been chosen, to have her on his arm,

And with a devilish grin, he was hers, he was her partner.

Her prey.

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