She was a blur, courageously assure,
Obscurely dirty, wearing a dusty shirt,
Enchantress of perfume, a luring dessert,She churned the packages, burnt and purged,
The cardboard buried in magic words,
Spurned conveyor backward once heard,
Earned my turn at the faint soft yearn,
The smile that served my humble reserve.
Silver streaks of hair superb,
Glossy nails of length absurd,
Sandy freckles aglow, a vacant concern,
Eyes and lips of fermented luster,
And the curves, wow, they made me burst,
Frisky whorl of unburdened swirls,
Stirring mischief among the boxes unfurled.
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