She

 

 

She looks deep into my eyes
A cigar dangling  from her lips
She’s a beautiful creature I think
As I strum a minor chord on my guitar
‘A’ minor to be precise
She’s a beautiful creature I think
As unwavering she pushes aside
My favorite mask, unimpressed
And redefines beauty for me
Without a hint of a smile
She’s a beautiful creature I think
As she listens indifferent
To the song she’s empowered
She’s beautiful.

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