Bless you O Beauty Bountiful,
Daintily displaying such occult grace
Moving with such melodious rhythm
On the catwalk beyond human race
Why do you cross my path so often?
Is it just by unintended chance?
Or do you wish a message to convey?
To the thinking eyes in askance?
Are you out hunting for a rat
Or foretelling to warn of a mishap?
Are you going to meet a friend
Or sit on a pampering lady’s lap?
Turn to me your blue torch eyes
And say something in musky voice
There are things that can be seen
Only by eyes like yours by choice
Don’t just cross my path like this
In polite silent words, let’s greet
Let’s share our secrets of worlds
That minds of the world don’t meet!
01.01.2016, Friday
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