Oh Lady Unfold - Poem by Ruth Walters
She puts on her, brassiere, camisole,
smoothes on silk stockings,
takes out the long pale, grey, skirt
and white blouse
with ruffles at the neck,
carefully buttons up,
sits at her dressing table,
combs her long, lush hair,
applies her make up
and just to top it off
adds a small dab of perfume
here and there.
He watches from the window,
take her in his arms
under his imaginary duvet,
sweet, sweet nothings in her ear.
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