As the moon sails and unfolds at the mercy of trade winds, The ebony skin, mother-of-pearl or gold, Under the elegant and sumptuous silk lace, Thus let itself played and cherished by a lover’s gaze.
Chic discreetly sneaks In the infinite delicacy of the garnment, But also and perhaps even more In a tender gaze contemplating the body.
To every woman, I warmly wish, The deepest enjoyment of offering oneself And other sensual hands, The discrete scene of her nude and natural beauty.
Poem written by Anne M. to the attention of « SCÈNE DISCRÈTE » 01-08-2017
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