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Whose form is it which radiates
A winsome
grace, and equipoise-
With noble visage and gentle tastes;
Whose lilting
cadence lifts 'bove the noise?
Who is she that does display
A dazzling
smile; chaste pearls in symmetry,
Dispelling all thoughts of rankling
dismay
With a Charmer's flair and artistry?
'Tis Vera a Presence who
stands far yonder
Whose likeness is a shimmering vision
Illumined warmly;
as we gaze in wonder
At this Queen of the sands and the swell'd
ocean.
Let none be roused to speak against her
May no vile challenge e'er
be sowed.
No repugnant stance nor malignant leer
Should assail the
sanctity she's bestowed.
To whom attribute, this golden iridescence?
She's statuesque, soft and unadorned -
From her velveteen
crown and shining glamoressence
To the cutest, sweet ankle ever
turned!
Such perfect lips were never unfurled
'Neath so silken and
sacred a mound.
So engaging a contour has never been revealed-
A navel as
where honey would abound.
'Tis Vera "The Feminine" who beckons from
yonder
Whose look is a glimpse of magnificence,
She reaches forth with
delight and wonder
To share her Joy, and Radiance.
Let none be roused to
mock or debase her
May no words that are careless, be sowed.
No repugnant
taunt nor malignant leer
Should sully the respect she's owed.
Pert and
alert, twin doves with dark eyes
Do such fairness as her bosom form;
No
sculptor's chisel nor shaper's device
Can duplicate her rare alabaster
charm.
Such fullness of form and appealing gesture
Offer us fragrance
of the Creator's delight.
Where she reclines in repose in a quiet little
pasture
Ah! "What a miracle" we say, "greets our sight!"
'Tis Vera
"Her Loveliness" who walks over yonder,
Whose lissomness is the soul of a
gazelle
Who frolics and gambols where waters meander-
She's a Queen, the
lively "La plus belle".
Let no one breathe a contrary word;
Rather, her
kindness breed love 'mongst us all..!
May the ecstasy communicated all
abroad
Reach our hearts to respond to that call..!
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