Ambit
Encircled,
words shed gratuitously
from floored jaw.
Enriching,
ambit of deceits shroud,
wrapping your smile
in compliments halos.
Vixen verbs
slyly ambush objections.
A tactic of precision,
to melt your innocent mask
and conquest;
A smile upon my lips.
Copyright © Colin Marschall | Year Posted 2007
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