She
Heart of a woman
Soul of a child,
She wears her shyness like a silken veil.
Sometimes sheer,
Sometimes concealing.
At once innocent yet self-aware
She tosses playful glances over her shoulder,
Her interest betrayed
By sunset's whisper in her eyes.
Alluring
Inviting
Captivating
Intoxicating.
She tempers curiosity with restraint
But cannot mask her inner Self,
So deliciously sweet
I can taste her in my mind.
intoxicating. this poem is.
ReplyDelete"I can taste her in my mind" I love the last sentence!
ReplyDeleteOh I like i like! It's similar to my coke bottle poem. :D Did I inspire you? haha jk
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Is this for me Barry? Hahaha! I can see myself in this poem... lovely words as always my dear friend! xoxo
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