Day: Jul 3, 2013
Her skin was smooth as silk
and her hair a crown of gold.
Asked her mirror (always would tell).
Clothes cling and slide into place.
In those days she’d thought all was well;
cruel lines not etched on her face.
She screened her face from sun;
hid it mostly from the light.
Preened herself for someone to feel.
Loved how his hands searched her cells.
Blossomed through her sex appeal;
pheromones and scented smells.