Men Make Passes...

Fear not, four eyes, or fear the more.
I see beneath those specs into your
Pupils. I can see your soul, and I'm
Aware that underneath your dowdy
Garments lives a shape so lovely as
I'll ever know. Fear not, you've not
Been overlooked, or fear the more
For being wholly seen.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-04-22 at 12:35

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