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The Spectrum of a Woman

The semantics of colour
Is known to many lovers
Watch pink stick fill lips
And how that black dress
Elides your hips
Brush back platinum blonde
To hang gold from
Flesh holes
Black stockings ascend you
Until they part from view
But it’s the white and red
Of aged wedding tradition
That whets the palette
And wins my submission

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