She is vibrant in her public dress.
Smooth and glowing
an artistic touch of makeup here and there
to cover an imagined blemish.
Shaped in perfect curve she is
full, yet pliant to the touch
and not too big.
He wants her you can tell.
His mouth waters in anticipation
of stripping her layer by layer
to her essence
to her nature
to her sweet self.
The thought quickens his breath.
And I do not blame him.
It is hard not to fall in love with her
when she is like this.
But he should be wary of taking her home
for I know that when the doors close
the garments fall away
and he sees her naked
she can be bitter
and rotten at her core.
Marv Himmel January 1, 2012 ©