Shadow Girls
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With clothes casually worn;
she sashays with ease of skill.
And in a dress, stained and torn,
stops for a drink or a pill.
She enters bars like a storm,
seeking her nighty tally.
And flaunting her fluid form,
she's the queen of the alley.
Suggestive and exotic,
she starts with slow gyrations.
And slips into erotic,
offering sweet temptations.
Neon lights cast shadow-girls;
where tears of loneliness spill.
And with smiles and chestnut curls,
she sells a sexual thrill.
But deep within, she's a fake;
reality mocks her ways.
And laughs echo in her wake,
as time steals her youthful days.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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