Saw you once in a blue shirt.
Adored your oceanic depths,
Wished to compliment: “Exquisite! ”
But restrained and retreated,
Preferred to be silent.
Saw you always in whites,
Desired to suggest:
“Why not light pastels too?
Pale pinks, yellows, blues,
Greens, creams, peaches, greys……….
But restrained and retreated,
Preferred to be silent.
Yearned to see you -
In T-shirts, blazers, safaris, ethnics………
But restrained and retreated,
Preferred to be silent.
Silent,
I told myself each time:
“Clients oughtn’t transgress their limits”.
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