02/13/2025
She had silken hair.
In the sunlight it shone,
Chocolate brown eyes
with hints of copper that glowed.
He look into them and saw
all that goes untold.
Her brokenness and
the beautiful aura of her soul.
She had a natural beauty
that was all her own.
Her lips perfectly formed,
high cheekbones and the cutest little nose.
He was not a wealthy man,
nor did he have, a mansion made of stone. Together, they would walk hand in hand,
never to be alone.
He would love, respect, and care for her,
in ways she had never known.
Living a simple life they would have
the happiest of homes.
Jeffery
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