Nature has lovingly sculpted thee.
Thy breasts are like warm, perfectly ripened melons eagerly awaiting for a lover to hold and press his fingers into them while partaking of their sugary sweetiness.
Thy womanhood is like a pouting peach, needing it's lover to bite through the skin so that it's juices can flood the senses and bring sweet relief to the screaming passions of it's owner.
Thy body is a cacophony of curves, winding delicately from the top of thy head to the end of thy toes. The eyes of MAN follow those hills and vales, marvelling at each sensual curl, dip and swell..
Thy face is filled with love, joy, lust, sadness, passion and humor.
Those who look into thine eyes want to cover thee with tender arms and hold thee, protecting thee from the world's viscious harms.
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