Blackest of beauty
Your adoring Gallup the speed of your whispering feet, makes strides of my adoring heart all the way from the gate & staright to the gate you’re the fastest, like a pair of skates beautiful galloping gates adoring the rose darkest color ever a rose . Black Beauty, 16 hands blackest of beauty jockeying of my galavanting galloping heart, your speed is the winds in my breeze the succulent air breathing the beauty of your most adoring blackest of maines straight from the gate your Gallup wins by a show of my heart black beauty you never have to start you’ll always have a place, to show in my heart.. The trifecta of beauty a showing perfecta due gambling beauty.
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This entry was posted on July 12, 2014 by Terry ( Wicked Romancer). It was filed under abstract art, acceptance, Amazinglife, artist, artists, author, lifetime, Lifetime poetry, Love poetry, motivation, New Artist, own self, Philosophical, poem, poet, poetic, poetry, rhymes, Wicked romancer, Wickedness and was tagged with poet.
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