anthony frank - The Image I Get

She stands there
tall and dazzling
her body curves
like a small hour glass
the color of her lips
reminds me of pink roes
but the taste makes me think
of sweet freedom
she lets off a smell of
earthly sweetness
when she speaks her words
they are soft to the ear
she makes me speachless
to stand near her
she makes my heart thunder
loudly and skip beats
the feeling of her skin
is soft and cool year round

anthony frank

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