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Joan Wu Lang Pacinabo

Your Crowning Glory

Jet black hair, like rain.
So smooth, and smells so pleasant.
Gently touch my skin.

Your crowning glory,
Dance and sway in the sweet breeze...
Caught my attention.

I reach for your hair,
Play it between my fingers.
The fragrance lingers.

Babe, I love your hair
And I love you very much.
Today and always.

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