My GF, she is the living incarnate of all that is beautiful
in the facial contortions of a nagging housewife,
in the flowing crystalline teardrop of a jilted sweetheart,
in the libertine smile of a long-faced schoolgirl,
in the fussy whims of a spinster,
in the mystical reserve of a nightclub entertainer
and in the descriptive countenance of an amphoteric clown.
She walks with grace in the summer breeze;
her atmosphere smacks the nascent illusive fragrance of roses at dawn.
Her hair is long and dark as ebony that shines with the gloss and luster of a fading gossamer.
In short and simple language, she is too beautiful for words :)
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