Unrequited Love
She was promised to another his older brother
who would scold him in jest taunting
I will win the ultimate jest
Her heart I will pursue the sweet smell of honeydew
Black curls frame her face
Her bosom covered in ivory lace
Five foot nothing in her heels round hips luscious lips
going wild with desire
He could only admire
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