She was as distinct as Mars being occupied by aliens. A beauty that was more uncanny than the X Men. I would never forget her patience for she became my Pandora. Swedish Danishes, with a powerful plate of poetry that excluded mundane rhetoric. Her perfect face became a twin, of an once known angel. My deep secret of a wish that was delivered via the luciferian winds, with the love of Gabriel. I became Michael while loving her presence. Her presence immediately gave me vibrations. From Africa to Brooklyn, I was enlightened, from a women that name connected Orion. Ariam love, for my cranium vibrated by the likes of this beauty who became the key to my jail. Thank you for freeing me.<br /><br />Josephe Buchanan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ariam/
