Beauty
Oh beauty, you fleeting flower
How fickle are you,
dwindling by the hour
The desire to possess you
is ever so strong,
Though the time allotted is
never so long
Oh beauty, dear beauty, I’m never so sure
Is it better to have known you
and left wanting more
or better a voyeur
to be trapped in your lure
If I knock one more time,
please open your door
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2017
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