Fascinated by your swagger
As
you glide into the room with
Such
a confident demeanor that
You
never touch the ground.
Animated
actions flatter
Like
the waft of sweet perfume.
Qualities
befit a Queen or
Princess,
made without a sound.
I
stand silent, much in awe,
Wondering
what secret mission
Brought
you to this time and place,
Led
me here to probe and pry.
I
can’t find a single flaw,
Nothing
to be brought to question,
No
clue in your poker face,
Not
a hint of what or why.
Let
me solve your mystery,
Know
the depth of your intrigue
That
calls you from a different level
Somewhere
in a higher league.
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