|Lynnette likes tigers, roses,
Yet all these preferences cannot be she.
Nice long brown hair, brown eyes, loves poetry,
Needs pets and people, cuddles, gentle, too.
Even these are not the girl Lynnette,
The mystery that is her childlike being,
The sacred soul beyond what we are seeing,
Embraced by love more deep than we've known yet.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
|[about this site]||[poems for free]||[poem of the day]|
|[site policy]||[about me]||[links]|