Mother Hen

She came with that deviant half frown and half smile Casting those glances that shoot out searching victims Caressing untended desires live like sprouting tendrils Hers was the musty warmth of the resurrecting dew She drew me into the cloven traps without uttering a word As I slipped on one of those careless glances and fell headlong Into the open chasm of her sensual indifference Flapping as I fell regaled by her haunting laughter Crying for the safe landing of those peach smooth bosoms Flailing and falling fast descending into this abyss Of careless bottomless eyes that hid so much And yet revealed everything like vultures hovering Far above carcasses they look like soaring eagles Save me now mother hen of providence am innocent