A Thing of Beauty

Posted: December 29, 2012 in Poetry
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It is as if,

she was poured in

her dark-smooth skin.

I couldn’t imagine

a more perfect fit.

I am helpless,

before her;

like a flower,

forever turning,

toward the sun.

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