lady godiva

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just an observational poem about a woman. i created a back story from Oz.. lol

lady godiva



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sitting across the cafe
drinking what appeared to be a latte
i caught her eye


she looked like an aging porn star
from some site i visited on some lonely night
she looked up from her paper
as i wrestled with my documents
                 all hurried, busy and blurry



she looked at me and i could see that she was pretty
even through the war paint she used to fill in the cracks
                from previous battles
she looked at me and i could see that she was pretty
even through her chipped lipstick
and even though vulgarity was beginning to stain her teeth

she smiled at me
i smiled a wide smile back 
 to  acknowledge her effort


she still wants to be pretty
even though the reasons differ now
                from when she was younger









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EyesOfRain commented on lady godiva

08-21-2012

This is wonderful! I know so many beautiful women like this. Life is not always easy on us but for a man to appreciate our beauty is a desire us girls will never outgrow. I think you captured this thought so well. Love it.

Crush

08/22/2012

thank you so much. my heart is jumping at your praise.

lisaner commented on lady godiva

08-08-2012

Thought provoking story indeed- What a good ending!! She still wants to be pretty/even though the reasons differ now/from when she was younger.

Crush

08/08/2012

thank you, lisaner. i appreciate your time and critique.

bklynrizz commented on lady godiva

08-07-2012

"even through the war paint she used to fill in the cracks from previous battles"...I like this line. I can see the face of a women who had a tough go at life forcing a smile hoping it like her makeup will cover up her pain. Nice write.

Crush

08/07/2012

pretty much the vibe i was going for. this is somewhat of a departure from my usual haunts. thank you very much.

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