A vision is she

Female perfection

Beauty I see

Venus reflection

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Mind like no other

Tones compel me

Whisper thunder

I hear her breathe

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Caressing I adore

Stroking her skin

Reaches my core

She invites me in

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Perfumes intertwine

Inhaling her scent

Sweet smells combine

Slow burning incense

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Peaches I taste

Each part I savor

Nothing left waste

Inspired by flavor

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All of her I feel

Pure woman she

Passion made real

Essential part of me