The Writer

She writes sonnets with her kiss, 

Shakespeare doesn't compare to her lips. 

Beautiful love poems erupt from the warmth of her breath, 

elaborate stories fly from the cage in her chest.

She will vanquish any common sense present with the eloquence

and fluency of her hands. 

Her curves paralyze you, 

her smile as well,

she might be quiet 

but she's got plenty to tell.

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