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Mystery Lady (Free verse) by longships

Where did you come from? With no date to speak of. Where do you go when the lights go out? Your naked flesh, Green eyes that look away. Lips pink, but not in smile. Rosy cheeks and round face, Dark brown hair held tight in curls. Do you visit us in bed? Can you hear conversation? One hand rests upon your breastline. Does the rest of you look so choice? Where did you come from? With no date to speak of. Where do you go when the lights go out? Mystery lady can you see anyone at all?

longships 3-Oct-04/1:29 PM
No magic mushrooms. Just a poem about a picture that used to hang on my wall.




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