A Beautiful Woman

Look at those

downcast cheekbones,

upturned eyes.

Look at the cloak

of hair that curls

around her face

like climbing vines

about a fence.

Look at her

neck like a vase

and a fanciful

silhouette thereof.

See how it all

gives way to flushed

skin and those

eyes light up with

demure appreciation

for everything

you do

and everything

you say, it seems.

How can you

forget her

even for a night?

Every move

she makes

engenders

a shudder

in you because

you always think

she might just

touch you. And oh,

look again upon that

countenance--

there is just

something

about a beautiful woman

that begs

to be loved.

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