Oh My...
Oh my pretty lady
what depths do you bide?
Seductive’s your body,
your head held with pride
Your bountiful form
shows your bosoms desire
and naked you hide still
your depths so on fire
As eyes do move lcoser
with interest to seek,
through misty white clouds
two arms they do peek.
Yet they’re not of your own
for yours fall at your side,
and these wrapped around you
near the nest you do hide.
Your face shows eyes longing
a deeply set love,
and mouth blushed, unmoving,
rose cheeks just above.
On your mossy green bed,
through this picture I see,
you are settled in love
with someone that’s not me.
Yet things are not right,
I can see by the flowers
for their heads are a drooping,
like they’ve cried tears for hours.
Oh my pretty lady,
your body’s your own
You can still say no.
Life it can change
and minds petals still grow.
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