La Bela Moça

A portrait of a beauty that should not exist

For the Gods did not miss a brush stroke on this canvas

Surpassing beauty, form, adorned with contours that scourn those that yearn to possess such a figure

Mocha skin akin to sheer velvet

Immediately to start melting one heart who has felt it

Dealt the lips of a rose tis' true beauty to behold if she were to kiss you

Sinews wrapped in such a face as to embrace perfection.

No recollection is needed once deeded into your mind you could not find a better

Let her into your heart and part with your will for no man doth have the ability nor skill to deny her

Men would lie in wait to take note of what so many dotes were unable to take possession

Such obsession be warned for our beauty won't warm to invalid intentions

Recent such misguided ways but learn to stay chaste and she may pay the worth of a thousand gold if you are lucky enough to hold.