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The Woman named Abigail

A brimming light shines towards the sky, and a sound of rushing wind makes the petals from flowers take off to fly. I hear a gust of heavenly air brush my skin, to turn around and see what is the reason as we begin. A angel of epic beauty and flawless hair, brought my heart to beat faster then I could bare.



Deep within the field of dazzling wonders, this woman embodies every aspect of gentle beauty that ponders. Mind to body is a question to think for the other, her stunning spirit attached to her soul is something of a another. Vivid green fused with mystic blue, these are enchanting colors in her eyes so says you.



Gathering to the core of her smile, just sparks my world to walk towards the dream that makes her worth all the while. Riveting lushes lips draw me near, so much is happening because her pure heart guides me here. A beautiful place she has draw me to, can it be her amazing heaven inside we walk through.


Dozens and dozens of endless love lie on the ground, I pick 1 up and give her the joy that makes her heartbeat make a sound. Hearing her speak to me is a fairy tale, looking at her takes my soul to heaven for every detail. Such fascinating hands she wields, can I or can I not be the man she runs to in the open fields.


Her lovely eyes bring me to a halt, the force of nature inside her is electrifying as a spark or a bolt. Forever I see nothing but astounding rivers of hope, looking at her should empower my strength to grab life's rope. Graceful and mesmerizing in God's imagination, she takes the meaning of the word Universal to a whole new destination.


Those legs of her smooth silky skin, changes the way of making my heart reach when I bend. The Golden color of her hair centers the fabric of her passion, giving each moment I share the wake of captivating satisfaction. Beneath every lay of her beautiful wonderland, does my feelings for her take a end to our stand.


I shall journey the world to find my place, as she has captured my heart and removed the lonely empty space. Till the final days of death and rebirth, there is no 1 that is quite daring and genuinely down to earth. This is my story I wrote with every beautiful detail, witness my world of the Woman named



Abigail...



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