Her hair was dirty blonde, shoulder length
Curly
like loose ringlets cascading down
Her
face was Mediterranean, dark, dusky
Eyes
black as the night sky in winter, brows
Thick
and dark, nose pert, mouth full and pouty
Her
skin smooth as polished wood, her figure
Like
a Rodin carving of perfection
Dress
this in silk and lace, you have passion
Her
soft breasts hidden within delicate lace
Hips,
buttocks, femininity similarly
Her
legs sheathed in stocking of black silk
Stiletto
heels shaping them perfectly
A
vision as this is not as it seems
It’s
the airbrushed woman of my dreams
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