Three-day Makeover

Nadine knows how good she looks.
A little pride shows through the
Gracious smile on her pretty face.
The men all have been caught by
Her, and by their own companions,
Staring. Said companions also see
And suffer bitter pangs. A slinky
Dress, a bangled arm, a perfect mass
Of chestnut hair, and eyes and lips
And cheeks defined and colored
Make her greater than she was when
We went out to dinner Tuesday night.
Now, it's Friday. All has changed.
I'm at a table in the shadows, less
Than I had been before, while the
Somewhat dowdy woman I had thought
I'd get to hold has grown into a
Goddess, out of reach of mortals,
Such as I. She may as well be in
The heavens, glowing in the
Dance floor's light, which blinks,
As if it also can't believe how
Good she looks.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-04-13 at 14:30

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