Beauty Is Beauty
Lying bare amid perfumed splendours atop
The white canapys waiting bed; her beauty
Glistening in velvet aneath, the bathing sun
Handing her a red rose, as lightly brushing
Her lips with gentles kiss; soft these flames..
Turning unto her stomach a fragrant bloom
Slipping through love's veil to taste her own.
Copyright © Rachel St.Cross | Year Posted 2012
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