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How you change the extent of my interior being with just simple gesture of your soul , only leave me flabbergast with-out sound ....as my eyes touch the inner part of your soul ....shaping every image of a Queen. My only thought is ....she the missing part of this art work call( Black Love ) Time has tested you over and over yet your form never stop taking it place. And to say , i don't value the goddess in you , you've no idea , i hold you higher than the most valuable jewel that man can ever envision.... Everything about you, is self explanatory . And Everytime you touch my thoughts , only light-up the passion ....that been living inside me, tuck away until your presence release it from its captivities. You are Queen of Queens Goddess of Goddesses.