A beautiful woman

I think that I shall never see,
The woman
as beautiful as the fantasised person whose beauty is more than that of Sapphire and whose eyes are as beautiful as Diamond Blue.
The woman who attracts every glare of men like she were a bunch of Black Opal encircled by Ruby.

For me, what is mine is only to accept that I have fallen for her and the rest will be to up her.

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