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The Server
The Server
date palm oasis
In the shade of her dress
Her smile the sun
Whose kinky curls
Are solar flares
With fleur de lis eye shadow
In the red light of day
My heart pierced
By the throb of her lips
Whose upturned crescent
Is a silver scimitar
Of Arabian heat
Fabled in the noon
When her skirt falls
Over the golden treasures
Hidden in hourglass sands
date palm oasis
In the shade of her dress
Her smile the sun
Whose kinky curls
Are solar flares
With fleur de lis eye shadow
In the red light of day
My heart pierced
By the throb of her lips
Whose upturned crescent
Is a silver scimitar
Of Arabian heat
Fabled in the noon
When her skirt falls
Over the golden treasures
Hidden in hourglass sands
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