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Sunday 3 August 2014

Her beauty has always been her weapon.

It's true.
She has always used her eyes to lure you in,
Immediately hypnotizing you,
Putting you under her spell.

She was stunning.

Her long legs grabbed attention as she made her way past many of us
And her stainless red painted lips made you lose focus.
She had an aura about her of pure elegance and nobody could deny it.

We could never hate her, 
Even if we tried.
She.. she .. she was just perfect and she knew it.

I remember the day I heard her speak for the first time.
The way her lips parted as they mouthed out words,
She shaped them in such ... in such a different way,
So exquisite ... I was mesmerized.

She was amazing.

She carried herself so gracefully in a mature but yet tasteful way.
Oh my.

I just... 
We just handed it to her.
The world and everything else she desired.

Her beauty was her weapon 
and we were all governed by it.

Ayoola Mè