Beyond Reproach
She senses a strange feeling in her heart,
less than full-blown, and yet more than a thought.
It's not quite love, but it could be its start:
it's hard to pin down, for it shifts a lot.
Fantasies that make her giggle inside
get stored in her vault of secret wishes.
There, sensual feelings get amplified,
like mud between your toes, when it squishes.
She gradually lights up with a smile,
fantasizing about her first lover.
And leaving reality for a while:
she seeks feelings she's yet to discover.
And she searches for any telltale signs:
that hope may be signaling love's approach.
And yet, she'll not step across moral lines:
her reputation is beyond reproach.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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