Katbarana
Katbarana had an allure that was clearly ingrained.
A charismatic essence that cannot be explained.
She rarely smiled, I only once saw her grin.
A pied piper of people, mysterious and fun.
When she turned to you, you knew you were done.
An intensity about her that made you want to do her bidding.
She’s at your front door, so now you’ll know I’m not kidding.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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