Curvaceous
Look at her. Such a work of artAll those curves. So many twist and turns.
Slowly enticing you with her
...ASS-set.
She craves nothing more than your affection.
Slowly wrapping you in those delicate curves
Submitting her precious gift to you effortlessly.
They're looking from a distance mesmerized at all the power she has over you.
Enviously wishing to be in her shoes.
Showing their uglyness with just a few words at the peak of daylight
admiring those suductive curves when the moon is preciously glowing.
Those curves. Developing into a curvaceous Goddess.
Look how hidden they are making such an impact.
Gracefully placed in her head.
She is...
Black. Beautiful. And most of all curvaceous.
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