Perfection – Lent Twenty

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Lovely Lively Veiled
Their color adapting
to her circumstance
Her appetites hidden
behind her propriety
She is flawless
Only in reflection
replaying the observation
at the pace of a drop of water falling
do I see how her glance lingers
a fraction of a second longer there
on the fine hair at the nape of his neck
bringing the tip of her tongue to lip
And do I see how she scans the sharp
crease of his trousers cuff-upward
till the crease is lost in the meadow
of autumn wheat awaiting harvest
that is his lap
Inaudibly
I hear the veiled lenses click
her shoulders breasts momentarily rise
But by then she is already in another room

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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