In a place of effortless beauty,
In a valley of dreams and blessings,
A flower opens her petals to the morning sun.
The dewy ripeness of nature's miracle
Attracts the attention of the goddess,
Drawn to the blossom by magical color
And the lure of sweet perfume.
She strokes the tender petals
So soft! A lover in kind,
She bends to kiss the gentle bud,
No match for the soft curve of her lips.
Gateway of splendid emotion
A human flower of profound beauty
Surpassing even the flowery gem of the valley,
The picture of paradise: a woman's lips.
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