Like pollen in the wind dancing in March
monsters in your flower petals, and
your scent every man touching,
whispers to the senses, a desire for love.
... You're the queen, mother nature, you must
every creature's life, because
shines every day to care for a touch of your fingers.
You're the most delicious nectar,
the seductress par excellence, are you
delight the palate of the lips,
delirium of love can not do without.
Whether you are a child, or mature,
grandmother, mother or bride, you'll always be
for people to come,
man, you woman, the best part!
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