In a Botticelli Frame of Mind

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She was his
Botticelli beauty,

from the curves of her lips
to the angles of her hips.

A slight seductress
rhymed in a blue hem of silk.

Perhaps full of lofty rhetoric,
but a tad vapid.

Eyes of Egyptian envy
sobbing gently through the cattails,

exuding that musky bouquet
of amber-tinged youth.





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