The Angel called Monica:

All women are beautiful but not all are angels. Monica is the best among the angels!

When rain fall, she sheltered me. When the sun scorch, she shaded me. 

Her greatest gift to me is love. Love so pure she gave me, she listens to my sad tales breathe into me hope. Hope springs from her smiles.

Her words captivated my thoughts and bring serenity.

All women should be Monica, she is the most special among her kind!

Will only paint her pics with words cause I deeply treasure my angel.

Sweet Monica, I became an angel because you angeled me.

My love for you will become a moonlight tales and will last until the last becomes ashes and dusts…

Forever for us is the winter of unending love galore…

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