Sunday, June 8, 2014

The Confident Woman

There's a refinement in her
every fluid movement. A reverb
hitting you from behind,
as you actually hear her,
her very being approaching you,
she'd never give you less,
making you wonder if she can
subtract from herself.
There's a reality in her eyes,
that you've never seen
a man like this, but she is
all those archetypes that you hold
dear. She says,
"Can I buy you a drink?"
But you know,
you feel her intentions,
you know that she's already
performed, everyone does.
You'd never be able
to pin down the pain,
the past it takes to create
such a presence, to produce
such purposeful eyes.

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