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Taking long elegant strides,
She waded through.
Soundless,
Like infant petals on infant grass.
Rich ivory skin cover her glorious mound,
Shaped like an hourglass of ample gold.

Everywhere she goes, unwilling heads turn.
I'm held spellbound, as I stare with abandon
Powerless, against the charm of her summer smile.
Ocean blue eyes gaze through my very soul.
Like the moon in the pitch of darkness,
She glows.