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The Beauty Queen

The softest music filled his ears,

The sweetest scents allayed his fears.

The smoothest skin he’d ever touched,

Opened up a heart that once he’d shut.

She filled his mind in constant thought,

With brand new feelings he’d been caught.

A cocktail of exquisite taste,

When shaken up revealed her face.

With eyes tightly closed he pictured her,

He’d never met a girl so fair.

If time has whisked away his joy,

Before its virtues he could employ.

A happy man he will have been,

For he had known a beauty queen. 

◄ Under Our Blue Umbrella

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