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Copyright 2012, DC Bianchino, All Rights Reserved.

She’s an Amani a Georgio a Lauren by far
Her beauty is fire that lights every star.

Her eyes a magnet to her serious side
Full of passion that just cannot hide.

She’s that face on a page that just doesn’t dry
Alive and amored in the back of the eye.

She comes in a sleap where the mind cannot rest
In a moment eternal its thoughts can’t resist.

She’s the classical artist’s inner retreat
She’s the forge that makes all metals weep.

She haunts the senses beyond the known
He essence the marrow in every mans bones.

She’s that moment forever seldom when seen
But if one does she’ll be there; in dreams….

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