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The Lioness!

You command everyone's attention
When you talk or simply sit
You are the roaring elegant queen
And everyone loves you for it

You are known for your beauty, poise and pure eternal grace
You are brave, strong and have a reassuring embrace

You are a lovely hostess pampering everyone around
Your laughter is magical
With a lovely thundering sound

You are beautiful when you leave your hair free flowing and open
You resemble the mythical goddesses
From Greece, Italy and Spain

Being around you is an honor, pleasure and responsibility, all bundled in one
Holding your hand and staring in your eyes is a divine delight for anyone

I am privileged to know you
But want to know you fully well
Want to spend my life with you
So it gets spent like a true fairytale

Be my friend my lover my philosopher and my guide
Take me as your admirer and let me be part of your pride

You and me we complement each other
Like the sun and the moon are inseparable from one another

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Unknown said…
Wow... it's amazing. How simply explain your feelings in few lines. These lines toched me.
June 17, 2019 at 9:53 PM
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