Her *”stranger”*

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With eyes like two separate sun
That glows in glorious Ray.
Beauty they say is in the eyes of its beholder;
But what about the eye that beholds the
The sight of which the
Beholder in awe saw and withheld?

To pull, knock and burst heads of stars;
From all walks of life;
Intricately created a beauty.
Taking the form of a woman;
From the descendants of eve;
To make the evening more
Beautiful and memorable than
It was earlier .

Oh! My heartbeats escalated
When she smiled the Red Sea to part;
And a wink to light the stars at night ;
Accompanied with lips suave enough
To kiss the dead back to life ;
Fingers to linger emotions upfront desire;
And a voice to quench that fire;
Consuming satisfaction.
For I reckon without saying
A little birdie sang a song to
Soothe my all;
Unpredictably in ways obviously
Predictable to human.

Gracias🙏🏾