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White Lady

White lady
dealer in moon wisdom
my soul is in awe
of your crystalline beauty

Each curve
of your finely drawn body
reveals itself
in a sequence of lines
O harem of deceit!

With feminine wile
you seduce my psyche
beguiling me
with incomparable style

Transfixed
a prisoner of paradox
I etch your essence
across the mirrors
of unspeakable rhyme
What exquisite bondage!

When was it
shadowed by suspicions
I deeply distrusted you?
Erotic images
were your saving grace

Sweet decadence
informer of delights
how easily we succumb
to the sharp edges
of imaginary splendor

Spellbound
by the thrill of cold
I envision an ice age
and strip naked
to await its arrival

White lady
object of lust
under your rude gaze
I pierce illusion with illusions
and rapidly become
a jaded buddha.

EDDIE WOODS

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