Black boots
Laced up to
Weak knees,
Playing peek a boo
Beneath a soft
Cotton shift,
Womanly curves
Hidden behind
The loose dress,
Slender fingers
With green tips
Move animatedly
As words fall off
My silver tongue
Red lips and
High pink cheeks
Paired with
Overbearing glasses
And heavily lined
Eyes.
Hair, pale and dark.
I catch sight
«of myself»
And think,
Perhaps i am
Unconventionally attractive.
