Gold has a smile that kills me of joy
And I praise her mountainous back and front chest
Everything, makes her format, a marvellous work of an artist
I inquired if she feels beautiful of herself?
She abruptly asked if i did sneak at her behind?!
I responded, I do not have to, my eyes are the belt in her waistline!
I rotate round and round her to spin her
I hug her not for her embrace or warmth;
But for my eyes to view behind her back round mountain
I find her a calm home to stare at
It is as if the middle of her pupil is a glitter planet
At twilight, I careless her shiny, soft, braided hair
Through the night to sunrise until she also dwell
She make love wide a need and love is her indeed
In her jolly ways – passive and inviting
Gold melts a man longings beyond satisfaction
I sneak into her precious room in a holy way
And I die whenever she flash the water beneath
Gold shines but the adoration is only enough until dawn
In day time, she has high levels of sloppiness so the glitter devalues
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