Cynthia

Hair like straw, eyes like coal
A smile so sour it'll pickle your soul
Ashen cheeks and skin of creased foil
A beauty mark on her lip, that could pass for a boil
Her handsome hips and sensual stride,
still can't quite justify a long gaze in her eyes

O Cynthia! O Cynthia! it is a sin to ya
You are blessed with the body of Venus
Yet cursed with the face of Hephaestus
Alas between the two of us, I don't have looks to spare,
I'm just so grateful we are such a compatible pair!

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First post here! Learning lots and thanks!