adbright

Monday, January 19, 2015

women, don't we love them, don't we like to watch them move about

women, don't we love them,don't we like to watch them move about

fiction
Edward w Pritchard

Women can be so infinitely interesting if you keep a proper distance and perspective and just watch and enjoy the moment. I like the way they move and I like their petite mannerisms.

Here's what I wrote before about two beautiful women I knew once very different but both alluring and tres interesting.

Chasing my butterfly of the early twilight

fiction
edward w pritchard

Chasing my butterfly of the early twilight I touched her as she flitted from flower to flower.
Flamboyant, beautiful and alluring I pursued 
When the moon rose my butterfly was gone and I was alone under a granite sky.
Softly the whisping wings of another caught my ear.
Not a butterfly but a moth scudded in the moon lit air.
not chichi, but camp, my moth obscured the changing moon
a butterfly is enticing but a moth is at hand
light the torch, the moth will appear
moonlight becomes her spotted wings
heavily tumbling about
she lands awkwardly
quick to return and easy to please

No comments:

Post a Comment