Shee
Your beauty rages with my feelings
Your beauty is the most compared to the structure of helix
With that one look I develop cravings
With that one hook I'm gazed as the master of cunnings
When you walk I see a flamingo
Your scent
So mending as that of Indigo
Your accent
So tempting as that of Mamacito
A top notch
Fine and fairly blended as a glass of a scotch
A shining Sword
Whenever you show up I crouch
With no make up
you are star
With no touch up
So hot as mars
You shine my nights brighter
My mornings softer
Alone I'm left wondering
Atone I start believing
The queen of all beauties
Your body is a beast
The she in all shees
I'm craving for that kiss
Copyright © Paris Thulare | Year Posted 2019
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