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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399677" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Perfect Girl</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe I will have to wait through aeons<br>to find her, to find the perfect girl<br>whose feelings reach out to me<br>softer than the fluttering of any butterfly<br>whose voice is crystal clear with an own loveliness<br>and at times she dwells in my dreams<br>walking at times covered in a white cloak<br>with slim feet and pearly white toes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have heard her sweet laughter <br>falling softly as snow<br>but covering me in a kind of warmth<br>that delights, that at times are amusing<br>at other times brings sheer tranquillity<br>and if she’s human or something of the divine<br>I do not really know<br>only that she is beyond beautiful</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One night suddenly she appeared <br>in another kind of dream<br>looked straight at me through her veil<br>her countenance had pure perfection<br>a kind of untouched innocence<br>but it was a sheer mystery<br>as her gaze had a kind of lust, a kind of longing<br>and it was clear that she know men<br>probably had made love to many of them<br>and as she lifted her veil<br>her eyes were the colour of the sea<br>but were ever changing in their hue <br>they were sometimes green, sometimes grey<br>and at times blue</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her hair was almost onyx black <br>and streamed down lustrous<br>streamed down right to her waist<br>glittering in a blue-black hue<br>and I was almost thunder struck<br>as she stepped out of her cloak<br>and I saw her sublime body<br>in every perfect line<br>the contours of her magnificent breasts, <br>her sleek belly <br>with its triangular thatch of dark hair<br>and she looked somewhat ethereal, <br>sublimely serene <br>and lovely beyond words<br>and it felt if I had waited my whole life <br>just to see her face<br>with its dimples, her narrow straight nose, <br>her full soft lips<br>and now she was displaying<br>her whole body in sheer nakedness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have known many women<br>have loved some <br>maybe beyond what love should be<br>and in reality <br>she remains to me a mystery<br>an ethereal being<br>that visits me in dream after dream</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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to find her, to find the perfect girl
whose feelings reach out to me
softer than the fluttering of any butterfly
whose voice is crystal clear with an own loveliness
and at times she dwells in my dreams
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