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Her sting was quite hidden
Under softness of gaze,
Under stature so graceful,
And deep thoughts grasping space.
Stirred the head - but just burned
With a passionate heat.
Like with young little boy
She Insidiously played.
And the hardness of heart
For a moment she lifted
Whith her beautiful eyes
Looking lusciouly gifted.
But it all went to puff
For a thousandth time.
Passion was just aTango
But beyond - do not wonder.
Copyright © Russell Grushco | Year Posted 2017