Down her shoulders, her hair runs free,
A cascade of dark waves, a sight to see.
Graceful it flows, down to the tips it goes,
Resting on her chest, as breath ebbs and flows.

With each inhale and exhale, it sways,
A dance to the rhythm of life's endless days.
But beyond all this, her laughter does ring,
Infectious, charismatic, a melody that brings

Comfort like a soft and soothing breeze,
Uplifting the heart with every tease.
A joyous sound, like a warm summer's day,
The most alluring notes, one could ever convey.
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