Paradigm of woman. Original poem.


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Paradigm of woman.

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I love you when I see you
that you come out freshly bathed,
that you put on soft perfume,
and that you gently make up pink.

Your clean and radiant face seems
emerged from a garden of dreams.

You are that paradigm of a woman
with that a man wants to be!

Subtle voice like that of a bird
in a morning of music for the soul,
and I already know, my pretty love:
you are the one who upsets me.

Your breath is effluvium in the room,
and you look prettier than the moon!

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