Barelegged Charm
Along the sidewalk, strolls my dimpled dear,
Below a cloudy sky of pink and lime.
Her legs, ringing a bell my senses longed to hear,
Gives a celestial performance so divine and sublime.
A pair of sculptured complementing visions,
Creating a fervor within, one can feel to the bone.
Obliging my superego to handle decisions
About whether I see an angel from the rarified zone.
Such heavenly limbs should head the epicure’s list,
Being so divine as dove wings in the skies.
O how they lift my soul on waves of bliss,
As this vision beams its pleasure to my eyes.
O may we one day fashion the ideal affair,
So I can extol her figure so extraordinaire.
poem by Albert Price
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