This is the true history
Of the most beautiful feminine,
That who born one day,
The same that born the roses
For this she's so august
And in the same time slender and bohemian
When she was growing up
Other girls made jealous
For magnificent of her beauty
To get her fifteen years
Learned to handle her lips
And seduce with her eyes
Gave maintenance to her skin
To be ever luxuriant and desiderated
And took so much care of her nails
To attract in a genuine way
Every mortal that were around her.
She discovered among her chest
An unexploded power of sensuality
And tuned her voice with docility
To trap with her sweetness.
I have had the fortune to know her
And never more get to forget her
Because her body was possessed
For the spirit of aesthetic
And because was realest of muses
That know
In all humanity’s history.
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