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When she beats me (Free verse) by Win

I never see it coming Her fisted hands are quicker than lightning more relentless than a raging flood And all the while she smiles a smile so stunningly radiant it amazes me In that moment, she is as beautiful and powerful as any goddess In that moment she is wild and free And I rejoice, for I know then that she does love me but the yearnings of her heart come quicker to her hand than to her lips I rejoice, and I wait for the day when she too will know, beyond a shadow of doubt, that I do love her, beatings and all

Caducus 13-Jan-03/2:55 AM
Quite an interesting read to see the perpetrators affect on the perpetrated, an honest piece told straightforwardly -7-




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