In the jungle

The leaves whispered

That her soul

Was so pure

The sun reflected


Radiating all


Leaving no trace

Of shadows behind

That her eyes

Were like an oasis

Life would spring

From them

And quench

A thirst you never

Knew you had

That her warmth

Could melt icebergs

The size of mountains

And overfill

The most barren land

That her voice

Like a melody

Could waken even

A bear in its deepest


To rejoice

And her touch

Oh her touch

Would make you


To the rhythm

Of a thousand arrows


One by one


Your heart

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