Wedding of the Gods

In her very white skin and blazing red hair
She could be Athena or one of those;
But for her rounded dull features
And her phenomenal delight at her own reflection.
He stands tall in a tailored suit,
Razor sharp, yet with that painted Jude Law expression.
No wonder love followed so naturally!
But even when he kisses,
His mind stays focused on some third
Who never rests.
Whose gaze even penetrates his sleeping mind
And forces him to take a more dignified posture.

Published September 03, 2010 Write a comment
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robyn selters
Wow! An interesting twist at the end that tantalizes...
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