Aphelion

Thank you both for the compliments and the inspiration fueling my addiction.
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Shakira

Purdy woman she be,
dancing and weaving in my nightly dreams.

Squirming and writhing out of the sea,
or trapped in a cage like a wolf,
matters little to me,
rather...

An exotic form of beauty.
A poem visual and sound.
Standing.
Feet spread.
Breasts heaving.
Dancing on dusty books of Poe, Alexander, and time,
her beauty though, will never fade...

Unless,
one chooses to change the channel to view a politician babble,
"Vote for me!"