Poem Hunter
(February 4th 1988 / Davis Island)


Poem By Jesse Tampa

Her hair is as the midnight air
Her eyes are bright, as golden as the sunrise
Her smile is beauty wrapped in sunshine
Her hands are silky, soft at the touch

Her gaze is as the morning haze
Her cheeks are rosy, as rosy as the sleeks
Her lips are wonderment incased in beauty
Her stare is warm, warm at the glance

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