Albert Ahearn

Intriguer - Poem by Albert Ahearn

She is a self-made intrigante
equipped with the tools of her trade:
a beautiful body and Brains.
Auburn hair dangles like a skein,
loosely draped over both shoulders.
Envious women condemn her,
men find her Irresistible.
Machinations are her forte.
Like an international spy
each complicated, cunning scheme
is an executed science
without the use of any force.
I should know, I am a victim
of her notorious intrigue.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 23, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 25, 2014

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