Her looks was so deep like the river of stars and
Scars each other, that breathless lips very high
Spirit like the melted and salted of sun, her out
Stunning hair of hers, so wild so tame so mild
As short will be, that marvelous dress she was
Wearing as reddish color, Hallelujah, when she
Uses her makeup on her soft and tender face
Of hers, Hallelujah, her beauty her passion was
Growing like a single rose, a deeper rose as red
Apple color or to, when she dances like crazy
On the outgoing stage, she gone wild every
Minute long, Hallelujah. She turns the world like
Merry-go -round mode
Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-14-16
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