Of Winter, Women and Wonder
Snowflakes soft as silken down
Deftly light on lashes long
And hair of chestnut brown…
Standing so close,
breath mingling with mine
My senses bewitched
In her presence…like wine…
Snowflakes thru naked limbs
Nimbly wend their way
And makes my mind swim
On this cold Winter day…
Fur collar turned up
To frame lovely face
Have I ne’er taken notice
Of such enchanting grace
Are women aware
Of the power that they bear
Of the awesome weapons
Hid ‘neath brow and soft hair…
Of amazing ability
(tho’ with tender tranquility)
That can muddle the mind
With a doe-like steady stare…
I find myself speechless
In their presence at times
When they but place their hand
Blithely…to rest upon mine
I’m chagrined to admit
That my eyes cannot quit
My gaze away from her face
Her power enfolds me in awe
Her smile holds me in thrall
Framed by fur and by
…snow fashioned lace…
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