A Bombshell
Lacy black shell
Ever so fine
Asymmetrically designed
For a love of mine.
Fingertips touched
Ever softly.
Asked whom this was for
Tell not my heart.
Her name I cannot reveal.
Eve of the year
Reunites us.
She rejoices now.
Her sadness subsided.
Evicted from her sylph
Enriched her temperament,
Lust love laid-up luxuriously.
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PENNED ON AUGUST 02, 2014!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014
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