–Written Lady–

Read my work
but if you pass by her at the crosswalk
or catch her eye at the coffeeshop
or steal a glance in the night train
her veil of enigma might
startle you,
between breaths.
but let her stroll her lady limbs,
let her own her thunder thighs,
let her woman sway,
let her drift,
for if you hold her close
and put light to face
and stare analytically
and kiss too deeply with test
then surely you’ll tire of her
surely you’ll never love her as daringly
as dearly
please let her stroll
let her gallop
leave her veiled
she is delicate
leave her shy,
she is mysterious.

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