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Marilyn

Doe like eyes
flutter,
and flitter,
as flying lashes
soar
into space.

Pouty lips,
are drips
of rasberries,
sensual,
and feline.

The nile
overflows
into the microphone
flooding us with words
of passion and desire.

Honey curls
bounce,
and blow in the wind.
cascading over her eyes
like a waterfall.

Thousands,
of GI's
and businessmen
are frozen
with longing and lust.

Her beauty
transposed
innocence
into a
sultry
seductive
melody.



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