Portraits Of Three Ladies Poem by Tony Towle
Portraits Of Three Ladies
Her body was a temple,
where the miniature tinkling of bells would persist
until the visitor's attention was fully engaged.
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Her body was a temple,
on the breathtaking altar of which
human sacrifice was not uncommon.
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Her body was a temple,
in which several B'nai Brith meetings
were being carried on at once.
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