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Aug 2012
Curves

My body has no limits
The deepest of deep, the highest of highs

I can tell he loves the curves of my thighs
The firm muscle, yet skin so soft to the touch

Curves, that i love and he can't get enough

He says "Love yourself, for you are a Queen"
I look in the mirror, but what have I seen?

African American
Curves that will take another woman's man

The curves that are my eyes
See way past beyond your soul
Lie to me and I'll know
Lie to me, you are very bold

The curves that are my face
show you my true beauty
The curves that are my lips
are so soft and pouty

The curves that are my breast
that bounce when i walk
The curves are my thighs
can cease a man in mid-talk

The curves that are my hips
which sway like a ship at sea
Make a women, by which God has created me to be

The curves that is my ****
is what u see when I leave
The last thing on his eyes, which makes him beg for me

The curves that are my legs
they hold me up to stand tall
When sometimes things get too tough
They also allow me to fall

See these curves of mine, are certainly mines of my own
The right to love these curves have caused me to grow,
into a women who has the knowledge to know ,
someday I will find
A husband to love, and caress these curves of mine ........
dee amethyst
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