In Awe
flaws increase her gorgeousness
her beautiful wolf-like eyes compel me to run
those shiny scarlet lips make her dangerous
a faerie? a witch? a gypsy? Maybe all three.
I have a compulsion to slip into her eyes
her mind gives me a steady, unassuming gaze
Most men might have a need to embrace and caress her
she entices an appreciation and reverence out of me.
i am in awe, amazed at the confidence I see.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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