Shannon Bowman

Blond princess

I sit across from a blond princess
Her eyes take control of you the moment you catch her stare  
This lady of such beauty
Sitting right there, how is this fair
 
When she smiles, all your walls fall down
She makes you feel alive again
Just you wait till you see that little grin
 
She’s gentile while remaining fierce
The combination that dreams you into the abyss  
Smart beyond mere words, to a poem like this

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