Tyres screech
as the sliver grey car
engage,
ground to a halt
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It is really unfair the tendency we have to judge other people based upon appearance and dress. The young lady was dress this way because of the hot weather. I really like this poem though especially the imagery used here: 'as round mounds filled and fashioned imprints on red hot short, short, shorts.' I read that part 4 times.
The last stanza brought tears It is sad that due to recent recession there, God knows how many resorted to prostitution Lets help each other Lets save woman Lets save humanity Thanks for sharing 10+
It is not her fault that the gentle breeze dance between those hand sized cups that conspire thoughts that one could sip, savour and sup. This verse is a masterpiece of poetry....I love the poem in its entirety. However, I so do not see a prostitute in the making...instead I see 'The Queen Bee'....every one likes honey...and hey....honey cost money......!