Her beauty unsurpassed,
Laying on a yellow circle.
She looks into my eyes,
And my senses are made fools.
There must be something hidden,
Is this just not meant to be?
I tremble at the thought
She's not thinking this of me.
Inked to the total brim,
With much of a story behind.
Looks penetrate every wall
I don't think she'll be mine.
But O, the fun, the thrill!
It's unlike any other.
Her leather boots and corset set
Make me melt like butter.
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