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To Hell

To hell with her

            undying sweet smile

to hell with her

            roasted legs covered 

                       by her pencil skirt

to hell with her

              soft, glowing and

                         smooth skin

to hell with her

                crystal potioning eyes

to hell with her

                summoning delicious forms

to hell with her

                coming near my side

to hell with her

                touching soft hands

to hell with her

                i can't resist the feeling anymore

to hell with her

               weh! seriously, 

                            veins and muscles through her hands

P.s. some beautiful are not women,

frontier

I heard the sweet chirps up from the tall pines

calling for me to look up the blue skies

a look toward the ridges over the horizon

that contours a perfect molded greens

I smell the scents of tulips and wilds

down the hills, valleys and planes

sweet are they, healthy in the eyes

fresh as dew in the morning light

I feel the breeze from where I stand

at the peak of the summit behind

down the terrestrials. a diversified one

varied livings lurking all around.