Upon her stilletos,
She is beauty in still repose,
Her soft blonde curls,
Kissed by cascades and
The wind
Warmth of her beauty,
Flows in its cascades,
Flows beyond shores,
Green forests embrace
The evening sky
Upon her stilettos,
She is beauty in still repose,
Her skin like willows,
Her skin like the willows butter
Green forests embrace
The evening sky
Upon her stilletos,
She is beauty in still repose,
Her tender and firm symmetries,
Caressed by her dress, Caressed by the forests,
Caressed by the forests of her beauties
Reynaldo Casison
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