Her eyes are like starlight,
A magnificent galaxy,
With a smooth stone interior,
Exuding a blazing fire.
It encapulates, engulfs and captivates attention.
Her warm, soft lips,
Like chocolate, that melts in your mouth.
The European kind with just a hint of sweetness.
Her hands, gentle and inviting,
They melt the coldest heart.
And bring youth to these old hands.
Where has my love gone?
To which galaxy has she fled.
She must be supernatural.
Oh yes, oh yes,
Land here once more.
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