It is the way she carried herself;
Men beg at the crown of her feet to be loved.
But she sends them falling
Like dominoes into their own state of oblivion.
No one will know what it is like to completely have her.
She is made of mystical oceans that do not crave the kiss of human toes.
She is all the things men want, but can never handle.
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