She’

 

She walked up in layers of delight.
She embraced the smile hidden deep covered with a soft bite.
She tried not to care when nobody was strong and she knew where she belonged.
The eyes are as bright as the heat in summer July; for she has given her taste.
It was sweet as apple pie.
Home is her hope while she left none helpless.
Her smile, the weapon, is breathless.

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