There was something wrong with
the way
she glowed.
It had all earth colors plus
two only I know.
I touched those colors
in sequence with my eye
she said
HEY
I bet you think you're a hell of a guy?
I said I try not to be shy
So
she took off her clothes.
She had more underneath
Cute outfits! I said
She said I'm glad you think so
as with deft pull, tuck, slap
she put one on me.
And I turned
in the mirror were
two
exact.
You become me,
one said. But
I couldn't be sure. I said
you got the wrong guy!
Oh, sure
she said.
Mr. touches girls unearthly
colors in sequence with
your eye!
I had to admit
that could be misread
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Saturday, February 18, 2023
She glowed kind of wrong.
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