My Girlfriend
I love her redolent hair, resonating a pure,
A pure of meticulous style.
And her darkened red lips, reliable red lips,
With a trenchant séduisant smile.
She makes me nefarious, serene filled with guilt,
Wicked like an arch full of sin.
She’s my amatory woman, filled with a love,
A love that eats under my skin.
And I reach out to her, holding my heart in my hand,
Held like a glass full of wine.
This fervour is yours my love for you,
This is all that I had that was mine.
Amatory: sexual
Fervour: intense and passionate feeling
Nefarious: wicked
Redolent: evocative
Séduisant: seductive
Trenchant: penetrating
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