Luxure d'août

Her eyes and that gorgeous smile,
Are two of the fondest memories I have of her.
She danced a dance so footloose and fancy,
But she didn't just throw caution to the wind.
For she was a majestic lady,
A harmonious balance of careful and carefree,
Good and Naughty.
With a spirit so beautiful,
It touched the hearts of many.
But in all of her splendor,
Only a few could tell the tale of her love.
Because she was one in a million,
And she never settled for anything less.

Sapio