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"Fusty"

I had first laid my eyes on you
in an old mansion amongst the dusty portraits
inside the frame that preserves your eternal beaut.
Those hazelnut-colored eyes reflects gaiety,
your skin is as white as milk,
a perfectly carved mountain-peak-like nose,
your lips resemble cupid's bow,
and your bright, wide smile tells a story
of how you had lived your life happily.
You're an overall goddess,
even without the hues.
Fusty, yet classy.

—l.b.

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