Of all of mother nature’s beauty That she’s been given I find that her curves are most appealing The way they gracefully move about When she’s happy
From the moment she learns to walk, The way they grow old, Lines appear but being happy Makes them disappear And those curves yet shine so brightly
Especially when she talks Rapidly, passionately Fearlessly and honestly Even more so if she walks at the same time And then sways with her hips What the fuck you think I am talking about? Sound cometh out of them; fine! I’m writing about her lips!
They go together so well Under pools of shimmering green, blue, grey and brown Boy, do I wish to show you around my town For you are oh so swell
Come beautiful you / whose heart is beating loud / Your eyes light up / and your voice / makes my ears ring / deep down / you are hidden in my soul / but my loves comes out / when I hear you talk / see you shine / and when you sing
Come beautiful you / you wondrous woman / you are such a treasure / when you embrace Grace, Love and Mercy just like now / I stand with you / as you seed and I help plow / this earth / this beautiful land
