Fingernails Ripe With Season
Her fingernails were ripe with season
Upon her hands she displayed a colour of cherry bomb
Long lusterous shiny laquered cherry bob fingernails
Squared off in fashion
The owner had bold yet delicate sensual hands
Long slender fingers
Donning olive skin
Her hands were the bomb
A hand model for the Ones of "The Good Life"
Boasting her laquered nails in fashion magazines
Cherry bomb the colour of January
With lipstick to match
And a love to kiss her fingertips
As the sweetness of her cherry lips blew him a kiss
By Susan Mills
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