Love Poem: She
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Written by: Keith Bickerstaffe

She

The way she twists her hair
and places back that wayward 
wisp behind her ear, the way she 
checks her face in every mirror.

How she shimmers to the ladies' 
room to re-apply her lipstick, 
or she lingers, irresistible,
as you politely hold the door ajar.

The way she glides so smoothly;
you're speechless as she 
commandeers the room; 'neath her spell 
you're both the best man and the fool.