She is beautiful like an angel, charming like a fairy and sweet like honey. — M.F. Moonzajer, A moment with God ; Poetry
She is beautiful like an angel, charming like a fairy and sweet like honey. — M.F. Moonzajer, A moment with God ; Poetry
She is beautiful like an angel, charming like a fairy and sweet like honey. — M.F. Moonzajer, A moment with God ; Poetry
She is beautiful like an angel, charming like a fairy and sweet like honey. — M.F. Moonzajer, A moment with God ; Poetry
She is beautiful like an angel, charming like a fairy and sweet like honey. — M.F. Moonzajer, A moment with God ; Poetry
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She is beautiful like an angel, charming like a fairy and sweet like honey.

— M.F. Moonzajer, A moment with God ; Poetry
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