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Mediterranean Ballad

her eyes is as rich as olives
her curves as delicate as a pear
her hair as the trickling waterfall
her skin as tan
her scent is olives, pomegranate, peaches, strawberries, and raspberries
her love drowns me in fire
if i can only be with her
only just for a minute
my life is complete

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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