Perfect You Are, Like the Curves of An Italian Art
Beautiful are they, your sparkling eyes
Clear and insight, like a summer sky
Your streamlined lips are pouted right
That they seem to be so pretty, or be the best might
The grace and glow of the moon is what your face have
So I if allowed say, must be by the most perfect artist carved
Your body like the petals of roses is built
That it fills innocent eyes with such romantic guilt
Tender and soft, your bosoms must be
Rightly drawn to fit, it is really
Perfect they are, your gorgeous hips
Straight and plump, like two rightly curved twigs
You are as much like or better more
A perfectly sculptured Italian art with no flaw
Copyright © White Sage | Year Posted 2017
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