“Jasmine the curvy beautiful woman with beautiful brown skin”

Jasmine walks beneath the golden sun,  
Her laughter bright as river’s run,  
Her curvy silhouette, a work of art—  
Bold brushstrokes painted from the heart.

Her skin, a tapestry of burnished brown,  
Rich as autumn’s deepest gown;  
The twilight blush upon her cheeks,  
Telling softly what words can’t speak.

Crowned with curls that tumble free,  
She moves with strength and dignity,  
Every stride a song, a dance—  
The world bows low to Jasmine’s glance.

Her eyes hold stories, midnight-deep,  
Of dreams she’s sown and wishes she’ll reap.  
People pause to watch her pass—  
Not for beauty in common glass,

But for the spirit shining through  
In every little thing she’ll do—  
Kindness flowing, bright and warm,  
A gentle soul, a mighty form.

Jasmine, radiant in her skin,  
Shows the world true grace within.  
Curves and courage, laughter’s sound,  
A richer jewel was never found.

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