Her

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Her black hair appears to be
falcon brown under the blazing sun,
the curls of her tresses danced                   beside her in the wind.

her pink lips soaked in nectar and
dusted with gold on her cupid bow,
her chin adorned with a small
mole in the center,

as if a mark by the heavenly gods
to ward off the evil eyes of
earthly mortals.

her hips sway from side to side
as she ambled past,her crimson
cheeks and white-lotus
like fair skin dazzled the people
who gazed at her.

her pulchritudinous body
festooned with various precious
gems and jewels of the heavens.

she moseyed on the seashore
leaving a frangrance of musk
and bluish lotus.

the sea waves rushed to touch her
feet but felt abashed and
backed away as they couldn't match
the curves ofher
body.

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