There is
that something
she
only
she knows.
It’s therein that
mischief smile
hair tied back
the loose strands
framing
her sophistication.
Play is at work here.
So much doesn’t make
any sense
the setting
disproportioned behavior
lacy underpinnings
language of her body. She knows
knows my
insides
is smiling
in control
and it’s only
Tuesday.
9/14/10
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