Day 18: 18th April 2015 NAPOWRIMO
Like fire she rises, like ice she melts
She waltzes to the tunes of life
She stumbles on the little pebbles
She guards you like an angel
She scorches you like the devil incarnated
Whatever she does
She is your incredible woman
Her touch can heal
Her touch can kill
Her breath warm as the sunshine
Her existence, always divine
Have you met one yet?
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