Tuesday, March 17, 2015

inveigle

her wileiest wiles
while away the hours
inveigling and cajoling
with a giggle and a hair toss
the sparkly eyeshadow
painting mysteries
that aren't really there
in the morning light
smudged and smeared
she looks for a shoe
and slinks homeward
conquest disregarded
for mimosas
with the other secret agents

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