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Click hereWith a starry night of silvery taint,
the artist sets up his tools, readying to paint.
Of beautiful nymphs and fantastic worlds,
of stalwart heroes, of dangerous perils.
But tonight under the sprinkled sky,
he creates a princess, proud and high.
Adding hues of peach and white,
tracing her contours with starry light.
Tipping his brush in a mound of red,
displaying the summits of her breasts.
Caressing the soft tones with his brush,
making the princess red with blush.
Touching her gentle folds with his hand,
blending the dew of her private land.
His’ kissing the fullness of her shapely lips,
showing the red from where the starlight sits.
Gently pushing the colors of her sacred jewel,
a scene throbbing, oscillating of passionate fuel.
And under the smile of stars so bright,
he is consumed by the art of pleasure and delight.
Stroking the lingering canvas with tender care,
brushing her silky chestnut hair.
Staring into the sea of green,
opening her essence to be seen.