The Pretty Woman

By Pushpam   

The pretty woman
She talks to me
Like golden ornaments,
Pure and valuable.

The pretty woman
She loves me like hilltop
Always hooked to the bottom
which is me.

The pretty woman
She is beautiful inside
Like pearl
inside pearl oyster shell.

The pretty woman
She is an ardent worker
Like sun
Never tired of giving light.

The pretty woman
She charms all
Like the flower
with color and refreshing smell.

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This poem talks about the desired attributes in a pretty woman.