Where beauty lives,
the pleasant fruit
glows with the rarest of shine.
To call to those
who've tasted sweet
through the portal of their nose.
Where she resides,
it's ever ripe
And lust is the pick of the day.
To bare in mind,
her juicy sweet
unleashed from pureness of her skin.
Where beauty lives,
with those that dine
on her sugared inner flesh
To want for less ,
so it last the more
Through the squeezing and bodies pressed.
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