“Jasmine the curvy beautiful woman with beautiful brown skin woman i lay with and desire”

Jasmine, in the tender dusk’s embrace,  
Your laughter spills, a silk and honey tune—  
Brown skin like cinnamon and sunlit grace,  
Curves soft as crescent tides and velvet June.  

The candlelight adores your winding form,  
Each shadow dancing gentle at your side;  
Your beauty, full as summer after storm,  
Is wild as blooming jasmines open wide.  

I trace the freckles on your shoulder’s sweep,  
The lioness in laughter, moon in rest;  
Desire swells and settles, warm and deep—  
My fingertips just longing for what’s blessed.  

Jasmine, love is not a simple line,  
But curves and color, body, breath, and time.

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