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R Clemente Poem
The Lip Gloss question of the day is "What do I know about you?"
Can't really say -- everyday, I see something new.
It could be hat, wig, cornrows, or weave,
Don't matter which, I gotta have me a look-see.
It could be Fendi, Gucci, or knock-off imitation,
Don't matter which, I'm begging for a view with no cessation.
Her moods are so mercurial,
Could be sad, happy, intellectual, silly, angry or attitudinal.
Don't matter which, your presence and aura are always desirable.
You challenged me with the "So you think you know the crab now?" query,
In truth, the Crab's shell remains opaque, still shrouded in mystery.
Of course, I hope I'm in store,
To learn much, much more.
But I sincerely have all I need to know,
For you to occupy a special place deep within my soul.
Copyright © R Clemente | Year Posted 2007
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R Clemente Poem
A woman not yet twenty-three,
Should be joyful and carefree.
Whatever is troubling you,
You're a Queen ... you're strong ... you'll see it through.
Should you need support and help,
Know that you're not by yourself.
I wouldn't stand by and let one so fair,
Be miserable without offering special crustacean care.
Copyright © R Clemente | Year Posted 2007
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