A woman resembles the sun..
How many ways should I express the beauty I see before me? What an eyeful you are? You are one most beautiful Your pleasing figure, an hour glass Observe the nude plans The dark plenty hair everywhere Of specialness and flowing Eyes of dreams bright starry And knowing You appeal to me in all these ways And growing. Planets set a blaze for the great star, The sun is mourning. The day is gently dying at dusk. Dutifully darkening us. Morning dawn figure on. And might of light is strong My pleasures are MAXIMUM COMPLEXITIES Aligned with LOVING INFECTION Positive affliction Bathing in the light of life I am most GRATEFUL
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