Soaring high, among the cold beams of limelight
Softly spreading her gems, amidst the clouds of dreams
Then briefly but gently, she slides down the isle…
Her gaze is deep, her mind focused
Her wholeness embraces humanity…
She is fun and kind and sweet
She is simple yet possesses brilliance
Unequalled...
She has emerged high, far from yesterday’s passion
She has changed…bloomed, almost like a dandelion
But smarter…nimbler… more provocative than ever!
More intimate… but secretive, she is full of life and intellect
She sways much more graceful than a swan does its tail
She is the novel girl… the woman she has become ...
Who is she...?
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