Evgeniya, is her name
Her smile is of an angel, the heart of
God, the taut of astuteness.
Her eyes is of the starlight of
Every poet-walking course,
Real man would get hypnotize by her beauty,
sunshine is her smile, she loves poetry,
And music, her voice is the angel of God singing
on my dream; her body is that piece of painting
that is yet to be happy.
That beauty is every man fantasy to
Kiss, caress, or make love to,
From her toe, to the last piece of hair,
She is pretty, sexy and super.
Gosh, her form is every men entertainment,