Her face a thing of wonder
Framed by gold silken locks
Eyes that sparkle like moonbeams
Lips like rubies on skin as fair as milk
A body thats all woman every mans dream
If Rubens were alive today
She, d be his finest model
With every voluptious curve, captured on canvas for all men to desire
To fill lonely nights and minds of every male
Yet still she wonders, why! and doubts her own beauty
A testiment to modisty, which itself becomes attraction
This Rubenesque masterpiece a true natural beauty
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