As if tired of carrying all that voluptuous beauty on herself..
She moves,
Slumberous …
.. with clumsy finesse ,
Her thigh long locks adorned with colourful beads moves in accordance with her every hip sway.
Her limbs carry her body like obedient lackeys…
….the rhythm of her strides, a nature choreographed gait.
As graceful as a well fed feline.
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this is exceptional and I love everything about it. very sensual, vulnerable, and powerful. just like a woman. xo.
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My gratitude😎
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A high level of finesse, in this verse!
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Brimming with appreciation, thank you.
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Curves appreciated and so well too! Thank you.☺💞
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Nah! Thank You rather ,for the read and the comment. Gallons of appreciation.
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Love this!!!!
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My appreciation 💚💛❤
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Wow this was so beautiful to read!
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Thank you my Lady,i appreciate the feedback very much🌻
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