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Lovely head bent, her gaze so intent,

A vagrant small curl at her brow.

A sensual pose, though

I doubt if she knows,

For her look is of innocence, now.

How can woman, distracted, be perfect,

In a pose from a acrobat's mind?

With her curves neatly tucked,

Into lace she has rucked,

Up so high I would have to be blind...

So, I'll pray she will stay ever happy,

And secure...as she'd have it to be.

And I'll use, in this verse,

All the dreams that I nurse,

While I watch for her wink, sent to me.

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