you are a copper pipe, shiny and new
your voice is like a harp, flowing like a river
your smile is like the sunrise, beaming
your eyes are like the moon, twinkling on the still waters
your elbows are like a swans neck, curved and soft
your toes are like dancing mice, skipping about in the dust in the corners
your hands are like butterflies, warming in the sun
your neck is like a temple wall, smooth and strong
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