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    Sizzling beauty…fries past man’s perception,
    Scorching expansive mortalized conception.
    Words can scarcely explain the warm effect,
    Even though, the firey conversion is perfect.

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    Sizzling beauty…fries past man’s perception,
    Scorching expansive mortalized conception.
    Words can scarcely explain the warm effect,
    Even though, the firey conversion is perfect.

    Eyes have not seen–what is man’s dominion;
    But gentle kindness energizes a happy opinion.
    The beauty is hotter than the eyes can touch,
    For cooperation says, “I love you!–so much.”

    Meanness stands aloof from love’s conscious,
    When aggravation simply dismantles patience.
    Tender-loving-care!…is contented to be kind,
    Without a stoney disposition to cool the mind.

    Sizzling beauty clings to the stove of passion,
    Warming the heart to endure an ugly tension.
    Perception can not understand–in a moment,
    A vast heat that beautifies a lovely comment.

    Turning off the flame!…is out of the question,
    For mortal life goes-on–to crave satisfaction.
    No wise seeker…will forsake the inner beauty,
    To burn for hell, instead of cooking with duty.

    If sizzling beauty is a choice of fire conception,
    Inflame the senses to pet a marriage reception.
    Nothing is better for beauty, beyond the senses,
    Than passion that continues into eternal tenses.

    Arouse the heart…with a heavenly perception;
    Ignite the flame…that fires beauty’s implosion.
    Never be tired, nor extinguish a sizzling beauty,
    For that is the way the heart finds love–surely.
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    Creation shows the evidence–that man
    Is merely half a heart–without woman.
    He, with no “s” in she, is rather–a half,
    ‘Til she spies–a he in she, with a laugh.

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    Creation shows the evidence–that man
    Is merely half a heart…without a woman.
    He, with no “s” in she, is crudely–a half,
    ‘Til she spies–a he in she, with a laugh.

    Together, two hearts meet life head-on;
    With self-defense, they establish a home.
    A mighty fortress stands behind the wall,
    Where…a couple of hearts will never fall.

    Diminsh a whole heart–decrease-to-half;
    So, what is left-over–is a smirkish laugh.
    Half a heartbeat, but with a frigged mind;
    Time passes painfully slow…with a whine.

    A diminished heart merely comes to a halt,
    Unless the better half recognizes the fault.
    Somehow!…somewhere! there is a match,
    When twin halves, finally meet their catch.

    To be caught, is not a dreadful condition;
    Rather, it’s a free-trap in a lost dimension.
    Since creation designed hearts to be two,
    Lost…proves he and she–are found true.

    Hearts beat a rhythm-of-life to the world,
    But gender existence…is a temporal swirl.
    He slights her–to think the way she does,
    As she desires to change the way he was.

    To drift apart–includes two broken hearts,
    ‘Cause the “wholeheart” will not exist apart.
    He and she doesn’t love to be apart, at all!
    So, the hardest fall of all…is beyond recall.
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