Miss Aquamarine

Piercing my heart, with her eyes,
Fluttering my dreams, with her tresses.
Her beatific smile, leaves me agaze,
She conquers my world, with her grace.

My world stops with this dame,
Igniting my life, this flame.
As tender as the morning dew,
She warms up my milieu.

Charming lady with class,
None like her, this lass.
Fascinating is the queen,
She is Miss Aquamarine.

Miss Aquamarine - Gemma Atkinson
Miss Aquamarine

Miss Aquamarine Miss Aquamarine Reviewed by Vyankatesh on Saturday, December 21, 2013 Rating: 5

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