Young Bette

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I found her amongst the heavy boughs

of a pure white apple blossom summer.

her orchard eyes seduced me

as her fingers gently toyed and caressed

the swelling buds on a swaying branch,

that lightly brushed against her breast,

heavy laden with fruits of ripening passion.


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