Godiva
Lingerie, black pumps a navel creamy enough to drown a kitten - the clothes assemble in microwave fashion - crackle of fire - the silver pants zoom across legs with curves so caress bound a formula racing driver might tumble. As eyes rise in jade lantern face & hair is brushed with all sheen aside, the lady is more than a Godiva or Goldwyn-Mayer cinematic production, this oasis of sparks, twin peaks of McKinley-Matterhorn fame, her calendar of words pulling Oil of Olay & perfumed honey thru each studied remark.
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