A Mystery Poem by naomi deluca
A Mystery
I'm a mystery
A true cold case
This mystery making guys heart race
I'm a mystery
the way i dress
No wrinkles of distress
I'm a mystery
The shape of my eyes
And when i smile the corners rise
I'm a mystery
The fullness of my lips
Temptation that every guy wants a sip
I'm a mystery
The beauty of me
So beautiful you cannot see
A Mystery indeed, you have a way with words and this poem shows it. Very intense and the flow of the poem is very good. thanks for sharing Michael
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:15:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Women ARE mysteries sometime, this is a great way to explain why! 10/10