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Saturday, November 18, 2006

She is a classic beauty. With that hair longed down her back and delicate fairness of her skin. Tall with elegance and great magnanimosity. She ran her fingers down her legs, those who witnessed that, had produced a very suspending feeling of her being a enigmatic beauty who behaves and walks at night. No one anticipated her next move, dangerous and it may seems but it happened to catch the hearts of everyone.




Who could have rejected her looks which shone light and heart warmth with her glim-ming eyes. The utmost least pleasant feeling tinged on her face, with a strong accent of traditional Chinese. Sacred feminine. Her touch remains thus fine and lovely. She speaks actions in her words. Which no one could ever resist. Her concern for others around her is the best that remains in my heart. So much that everyone couldn't help it but gradually showed likeness for this caring beauty. Frequently, she's aiding my successful flight being my wings, and most of the time she's actually in with me wherever I am.



Some were jealous of it, some yet understand it was how she's born with; generousity and very much concern and care for all. Beautiful as she can be, words and actions tells them all. Apart from a total lover in clouds, she's a Romanticist. Setting hearts in a whirl, one could actually never imagined she's just like a juvenile, waiting to be showered by love and occasionally, whines to get what she wants.




Fragile sets upon her and opposite gender can't wait any longer to be her man in mind. But yet ruling the fragile side of her, stubbornness with determination overtakes her mind and sets forth for what she believes in to achieve a piece of perfection. Total great heartedness who taught to forgive and forget of a person, makes her the limelight. The swan in amongst so many on a lake, which caught my eye. The ease with communication allows much heartfelts shared with, sometimes I almost forget that she's actually not mine.



Since you left me dead laid here ;
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