Potarit

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The heaven must have casted a spell
For you to look so well

Every detail matches of the female
Those odd brown eyes speak of the depth
They must have been preserved and kept

The light blazed on the spoilt  ivory
With colors that fitted your hands
to their was no end
Softness of the hand which lay on the couch ..

Ah it must aye my luck
that my ship sailing in sea encountered this art peice

                 -chandrikarince

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