La beauté- Beauty

Elle est belle.
Belle, le mouvement de ses hanches
Tel un bateau navigant sur l'océan
Belle, sa chevelure, ébènes semblable à
La coleur de ma peau
Belle, son nez aussi joli que celui des
Bébés chiens
Belle, ses bras fragile et délicats,
Donnant plasir à un amant inconnu
Belle, sa peau soyeuse comme la 
Caresse du vent
Belle, sa voix douce comme le plus
Doux des chuchotement.

Location: Brooklyn Park Brooklyn Park

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