Beyond the Summer buttercups she plays
Then upon crystal river gently floats
Unknowing lure for lustful beasts that prey
Alas her beauty chokes their foolish throats
Though fierce and strong her predators may be
The willowy fair maid shows no alarm
Instead provides a spectacle to see
And rises from the water bold and calm
She plays along, the maid with raven hair
Scans for their react as she emerges
Exposing with delight her skin so bare
While to extremes their red hot blood it surges
The unsuspecting beasts must then retreat
Into the river to relieve the heat
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Jania Williams
I have always found verbal communication challenging, so I write.
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