Her beauty was so ethereal A toxin to the nerves A single glimpse would make you go numb, motionless and crazy A figure perfectly built and carefully denied of flaws From the hair to the toes Everything was complementary "A paragon of beauty" might rephrase all I'm trying to say Or maybe its not enough to stress out her beauty
Her personality,morals and character Was that all parents wish their children had She was a harbour of ethical morals She was devoid of any decadences So ethical An african breed The type you would comment "Anobva ku vanhu"
She was the girl She was wife material The "dinner type" She the type that was worth waiting for No boy had the traits to complement hers Neither did I But I wanted her
Unfortunately "SHE" didnt exist I dont think even a biased xerox ever existed And definately "SHE" won't exist
The "SHE" I wanted 
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