Sequin
Girl
Like
a glitter ball,
She,
a bright light's par.
Something
to marvel at,
Shining
as a splendid star.
Ego
rules her manner,
Though
she's supposed shy.
But
despite the ego mania,
She's
so pleasing to the eye.
Brighter
than a flare,
To
rescue travellers lost.
She
shines upon her orbit,
Being
seen at any cost.
Shimmering
in her aura,
The
light reflects a view.
I
loved for poets reason,
A
love forever true.
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