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The wonder of a woman is made in the complexities of she. Those computer posted many faces staring at me. The twitch of a itching nose or the tap from the music at her toes the wonder of a woman is made in the complexities of she. It is the we that is fascinated by the look of thee with those oval shaped eyes outlined licking lips drawn back to a smile so bright it was like sunshine during the night. Fixated by the round brown tantalizing size of the two and the D. We all thought it was the arch of the lower B, sitting bold enough to capture we with basketball palms sweating she. Sista curl up next to we allowing the hand to say yes to thee knowing the N and the O offends she watching it shake, now see she is so giving and caring even as she curses at we. What the F she will be. The independent partner for all to see. Trying to touch her again and again we only found out that the wonder of a woman is made in the complexities of she............Written By: MaddPoets.com
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