A Beautiful Girl
Serenity, this late autumn's joyful early morn
Quietly watching, the red candlelight's aglow
Incense petals its tiny yellow flame, reaching
Unto these perfumed remnants of the night..
As but a gentle whisper she sways; removing
Her blue negligee; sliding from velvet beauty
Fortuned be the waiting floor; soft silhouette
Kissing, her silk breast; the warmth; her love.
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