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Her face is gleaming like the brightness of the su

Her face is gleaming like the brightness of the sun. High arched, twin pencilled eyebrows hover on her brow like black bees over a lily pond. And her dark tresses fall here and there like the curling tendrils of a creeper. Bejewelled is her nose curved & sharp like the... Her face is gleaming like the brightness of the sun. High arched, twin pencilled eyebrows hover on her brow like black bees over a lily pond. And her dark tresses fall here and there like the curling tendrils of a creeper. Bejewelled is her nose curved & sharp like the the thrusting cypress plant. And her lips have formed a gracious bow parting into a queenly smile Lips red as poppy flowers glowing in the scorching sun of june's long stagnant afternoon _what time the amorous dove complains.
Her face is gleaming like the brightness of the sun. High arched, twin pencilled eyebrows hover on her brow like black bees over a lily pond. And her dark tresses fall here and there like the curling tendrils of a creeper. Bejewelled is her nose curved & sharp like the... Her face is gleaming like the brightness of the sun. High arched, twin pencilled eyebrows hover on her brow like black bees over a lily pond. And her dark tresses fall here and there like the curling tendrils of a creeper. Bejewelled is her nose curved & sharp like the the thrusting cypress plant. And her lips have formed a gracious bow parting into a queenly smile Lips red as poppy flowers glowing in the scorching sun of june's long stagnant afternoon _what time the amorous dove complains.
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