to a mystery
by sasha
Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-11-18 11:27:00
Parent message is 325245
I have to admit, I adore
your long, perfect legs
framed by the blunt contrast
of your miniskirt.
The perfect way
your collarbone dips
and sways,
delicate, soft boned.
Wings gentle as a sigh.
The curve of your cheek
sends a shudder down my
not-even-an-accquaintance spine.
But I hate your grin.
The way your lips spread open
obscenely,
your expressionless eyes.
Paint brush bristle lashes
giving dimention to nothing.