'window Dressing (Or) Mannequin Lessons

She had Velvet eyes, Satin lips Silk skin … Seamless hips Threaded her way into his heart and Stitched his mind up Tight But the Needle Point, was coming Pricking… with all its might! … … Posed her Textile-smile Watched Fabric – flow All the Lycra-while Sticking Velcro … and Ribbons and Bow … he didn’t know she was only after Every Scrap of his Taffeta He thought she was quite fetching … didn’t know, she was just Window-Dressing ‘can’t hold the Cushion, when Pins, Push and Shove a man, can’t live on just a Thimble-full of love! … … can’t move the heart of a Mannequin … your living doll is running around, again … … Window Dressing … He was an honest man nothing up his Sleeve but, he had a gold-band said, ‘Honey, Marry Me…’ … and he Wrapped her in Furs Draped her in jewels Lots of Cashmere … she left empty Spools She took his Tape Measure and Material Cut kept Sharp Scissors for her Designs … but … He’d seen the Hem Ironed and Sew and Sew He knew the Pattern and which Embroidery to go… … the last Fringe turn and which Bolt to throw … She sat in front of a Vanity brushing her Gossamer hair Basting in her Veiled beauty like no Wool was there … … to see her Window Dressing To see him Yard-Catching the Collar and Cuffs … … He’d seen enough ! He saw them thru the Window Zipper and Buttons undone He had to stop the Fashion Show … … then he dropped his _ _ _ … Velvet eyes, Satin lips Silk skin… Seamless hips Threaded her way into his heart And Stitched his mind up Tight … but the Needle Point came Darning Pricking, with all its might … …’Cause you can’t move the heart of a Mannequin but your living doll won’t be running around again …