.

Hot water streams,
Along her curbs
Lonely rivers,
Washing out the dirt…
And she wonders
If he wishes he could watch,
Hoping for a silhouette
Hoping he could catch
A glimpse, in the middle of
All that that steam,
Of a sweet fantasy
Meant to be just for him…
Androgynous beauty
Hiding behind the veil
Nothing like the online beauties
Where only cuteness prevails.
She’s not perfect,
But she’s real…
And no matter what you think,
Her looks could kill!