She walks silently, with a deep gaze, Where mystery hides, in every second. On her lips, a soft, almost shy smile, But in her heart, an infinitely liquid desire. Her steps are discreet, but leave a mark in the air, A subtle perfume that enchants the soul. With a soft voice, that gradually seduces, She is made of charm, enigma, and light. Shy in gesture, but bold in her gaze, She challenges the will of those who let themselves be carried away. She is a woman of a thousand faces, of secrets to reveal, With a touch of mystery that makes itself felt. She is like the night, which envelops in silence, Seductive and shy, no one is resolved. For those who know her, lose themselves in desire, And those who don't understand her, will never understand. 🤍 #sexy
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LUI69 Beautiful poem, congratulations