Drawn in lesions of light.
Inclined the sheer shoulders, fragile the fixed features.
Firm the intent around the ripe risen breasts.
A sheen-like wind in wheat, hair like evening.
Taught the text and texture drawn in lesions of light.
This rude repose a wild wily woman in the long liker's eye.
In temperate and lively beautiful,
notched in the nick of time.
Intense in heat, the shape shadow and shine.
The chemistry to cull this like likeness.
Wow!
[LAUGHTER]