Sarah’s Sweater

Her crimson and violet streaks
of long flowing locks melt
into the striped cotton sweater hugging
her curvaceous entity.
Her firm chest rises foremostly,
and her round backside flaunts
the washed-out denim jeans pressed
warmly against her milky flesh.
She raises a glass of Guinness
in honor of St. Patrick
as I admire how her snug attire accentuates
her already-enthralling curves…
Oh! And she says something, but
I didn’t hear.

Critique

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