My dear mistress
I look at her once again
Her glossy black hair is piled
On her perfectly shaped head
Her face is as lovely as a Greek sculpture
The flames burning in her eyes
Makes her more than a beautiful woman
It makes her alive, desirable, seductive & feminine
As Helen of Troy must have been
You are just an incurable disease in my blood
All my life I've been waiting for someone like you
I'm drowned in you
My dear mistress.
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