The Word for Writers

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grace of a woman

companionship of a sustainable nature,
soft flowery flesh
effusive with sweet delicate scent of a spring flower
intoxicating aroma of hot chocolate,
cherry kisses blown in perfection,
cherubic dimpled face,
softened by sweetest smile,
cool, smooth skin,
doused in a hint of lavender,
lacy shawl thrown across soft shoulders,
bell bottom low rider jeans,
accentuating that feminine curve,
ever so graciously,
that slim waisted curve of a budding pod,
perfectly proportioned legs,
stretching all the way down,
to toes, five pinkies apiece,
on perfectly sized feet,
well manicured fingers,
slick with tint of well ripened tomatoes,
cool head on willowy neck,
unpolluted by the collective imposed madness,
of unresolved issues,
intellect that lifts the soggy mood,
fresh air of invigorating knowledge,
Expressed through luscious lips,
faintly breezed onto cultivated minds, receptive,
grace of womanhood poised,
matured in elegance,
coming in like the morning sunshine,
tickling warmth of sunshine,
touching bodies languorously relaxed,
a thing desirable in its constancy,
always there, never losing its allure,
that gentle charm of feminine essence,
honey coated mellow voice,
trickling like the dewy nature flavored taste,
of wild harvested honey,
breathing warm assurance in delicate tones,
on the feathery touch,
reassuring strength that resuscitates,
bringing alive affection like never before,
this well composed harmony,
of womanly joy,
maturing with grace like old wine;
the older, the better,
aye, she gracing age with sophisticated candor,
fusing and merging into me-

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