Sensual Steampunk Sally
Sensual Steampunk Sally
Metals clanging as she walked
Slight peek of white eyelet lace
Black thigh high stockings
Matched her confident swagger
And self-satisfied look
We pirates watched in admiration
As she commandeered our ship
Stealing our breath and making us go weak
Who is she? Someone asked me
I dared not think of her at all
Afraid I would melt
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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