she is attractive
all the right curves
and a pretty face
she is noticeable
and forgettable
she fills a thought
made in lustful desire
legs, lips, breasts
there's a temptation
or a dream for later on
you do no stare at her
just look over a few times
gathering a picture
thinking something over
sex had its own reasons
for coming and going
often without compassion
that girl, pretty as she is
her legs, lips, breasts
would fill an appetite
just for one night
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