She looked so much like a man
That I thought she was, in fact.
Guess that I did not understand
What was what, or that was that.
There were lines that I did not understand
Or could perhaps even remotely fathom.
I watched, I viewed, I waited
To see who she was in reality.
Somehow she thought she looked good
Enchanting in fact, for some reason.
It appeased her sensibilities
In some arcane form or fashion.
I touched her, in my mind's eye.

08/03/2006

Posted on 10/04/2006
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