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Mystery Woman 2
Mystery Woman 2
Provocateur on a harp song
Whose red locks curl in fiery flames
With blue eyes a sea that rises with her temperature
With eyebrows roof darkly etched
Like penciled sketch of demigoddess
That frames her face like an art piece
Whose colors live like the sigh of the wind
With lips pink as a Santa Fe dawn
When her lip gloss turns seashell pink
Kissable only by her guru
Yet luscious as a shade of pastel
In her artful consciousness alive and vibrant
Provocateur on a harp song
Whose red locks curl in fiery flames
With blue eyes a sea that rises with her temperature
With eyebrows roof darkly etched
Like penciled sketch of demigoddess
That frames her face like an art piece
Whose colors live like the sigh of the wind
With lips pink as a Santa Fe dawn
When her lip gloss turns seashell pink
Kissable only by her guru
Yet luscious as a shade of pastel
In her artful consciousness alive and vibrant
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