They call her voluptuous
for obvious reasons...
She walks heavily under
the weight of her world
falls gracefully into
her honored seat
and clearly mumbles intelligent words
through fiery strands of hair.
Her mood-
icy lava in
intricate, tumultuous waves...
Her vibe-
an elegant, strong smoke
twisting above the heads of the
rest of us mundanes...
Motives for
Desire.
Be wary
because even a small crush
is fatal under her indifferent wrath and
her smile
a lusty prison
to many hearts
never ceases to
mesmerize.
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Submission Name: Voluptuous
