Poem -
Anita
Will you forget or remember by morning ?
Your chariot of fire , desires , east to the west she guides never going away . Brewed like a gale , unpredictable yet a wonder to the eyes . Even the stars make homes ,Â
Amongst her .
She's strength where it needs to be . Shining light of hope , a force even hurricanes are compelled about . Love has no street , yet eyes that burned like the city . Maybe she's the exception , she's fearless . She's amazingly powerful. Never to be forgotten.Â
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