Last Updated On November 2, 2021

 

With fingernails that shine like justice And a voice that is dark like tinted glass She is fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack -Cake

 

 

This piece is part of my Garden of Delights series, see The Garden of Delights 30 Day Writing Challenge if you would like to participate all through the month of November.

Hot steamed skin
Under filmy gown
Hands splayed in ecstasy
Protecting still wet nails
The melodic tones of British television
Coloring the background
The foreground fringed
By half closed lids
An explosive thought breaks free
“This is the kind of lady I am”

Reclining, melting, pleasured into a puddle
A lady who can keep a manicure if she so chooses
A lady who can appreciate a good mystery

This is the kind of lady I am.

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Last Updated On November 2, 2021

 

With fingernails that shine like justice And a voice that is dark like tinted glass She is fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack -Cake

 

This piece is part of my Garden of Delights series, see The Garden of Delights 30 Day Writing Challenge if you would like to participate all through the month of November.

Hot steamed skin
Under filmy gown
Hands splayed in ecstasy
Protecting still wet nails
The melodic tones of British television
Coloring the background
The foreground fringed
By half closed lids
An explosive thought breaks free
“This is the kind of lady I am”

Reclining, melting, pleasured into a puddle
A lady who can keep a manicure if she so chooses
A lady who can appreciate a good mystery

This is the kind of lady I am.

###

Last Updated On November 2, 2021

With fingernails that shine like justice And a voice that is dark like tinted glass She is fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack -Cake

This piece is part of my Garden of Delights series, see The Garden of Delights 30 Day Writing Challenge if you would like to participate all through the month of November.

Hot steamed skin
Under filmy gown
Hands splayed in ecstasy
Protecting still wet nails
The melodic tones of British television
Coloring the background
The foreground fringed
By half closed lids
An explosive thought breaks free
“This is the kind of lady I am”

Reclining, melting, pleasured into a puddle
A lady who can keep a manicure if she so chooses
A lady who can appreciate a good mystery

This is the kind of lady I am.

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