Friday, June 22, 2007

White Dress

A pepper flake of
immense attraction
glues itself soflty
to the bottom corner
of her left cheek.

Tumultuous,
uncertainty
protrudes itself bellow her eyes--
Underneath thick
black eyelashes.

As gates that only
unlock, unbat
when she is willing to
accept devotion.

She hates to be
compromised by
motherhood.
As it would
inflate, disarm,

basterdize her Venus
form,
her glossy orb.

To where--

she was no longer
Poster Child
Captain America
's wet dream,

In stockings,
In trances,


Skirt high over her head--

To beg.

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