Chestnut locks flung about yet lay in perfection.
Her skin creamy and flawless upon inspection.
Sunglasses rest upon a perfect nose.
Sculpted, feminine, inspiring prose.
Full and pouty lips that makes my mind wander.
Her nape flows delicately as a brook out yonder.
I'm trying to paint a picture yet I lack the skills,
to describe the uncommon beauty that spills,
from a simple pic shared generating fondness,
of a Ukrainian goddess,
overshadowing the nature at rest behind her.
Perhaps even the palms admire her.