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the soul of a true woman
the heart's quiet depth, her love does reside,
A beacon of warmth, an unwavering guide.
With kindness as her language, and grace her song, She heals every wound, rights every wrong.
Through life's tempests, she stands strong and true, A shelter in storms, a sky painted blue.Her touch, a balm, her gaze, a gentle light, her embrace, all shadows take flight.
She's the melody in the silence of night,
The dawn's first blush, the stars shining bright. With every breath, her love's sweet refrain, A symphony of joy, a soothing rain.
In her embrace, all fears find release,
In her eyes, the promise of eternal peace.
For the love of a good woman knows no bounds, It's the sweetest solace, the purest sound. her heart is her beauty.
the purest love of any kind. the love of A true woman is rarely found only a few of pure beauty of the heart and soul....she is the rare soul..........
© @David_vs_a_word
A beacon of warmth, an unwavering guide.
With kindness as her language, and grace her song, She heals every wound, rights every wrong.
Through life's tempests, she stands strong and true, A shelter in storms, a sky painted blue.Her touch, a balm, her gaze, a gentle light, her embrace, all shadows take flight.
She's the melody in the silence of night,
The dawn's first blush, the stars shining bright. With every breath, her love's sweet refrain, A symphony of joy, a soothing rain.
In her embrace, all fears find release,
In her eyes, the promise of eternal peace.
For the love of a good woman knows no bounds, It's the sweetest solace, the purest sound. her heart is her beauty.
the purest love of any kind. the love of A true woman is rarely found only a few of pure beauty of the heart and soul....she is the rare soul..........
© @David_vs_a_word
