Her arresting
beauty doth mask her powerful botheration. Sorrow follows and chills her soft
feet. She has a radiance that grows beyond even the sun’s glare. All in her
favor are made joyous. But few know the demons she enshrouds beneath her
rejoiceful view. Her smile brings all in her orbit to splendor’s ease. None are
privy to the uncheerfulness that sleeps inside her untoughened breast. So often
she places the innocuous of her loved ones in a higher place than her own.
Thru grace
and patronage, she will blackball the fearful daemons that hide in the brown
behind her eyelids. Those who fend her fomenters will forever be her
fellowship. They will refuse to bunk when she is in dire penury. Gladly they
postpone their courtship till she is better primed to emerge once again. And
all will bask in the fragrance of each other’s hearts.
-Johnny V.
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