An Obscure Woman Poem by Josh Alfred
An Obscure Woman
She wears a sacred veil/
With a charm upon her chest.
She speaks of archaic tales.
In a dark robe she's dressed.
Her eyes sparkle, shine.
Her gait is sly, voice cunning.
Sinisterly, she sips on red wine.
Her whole complexion is stunning.
All that she does is earnest
She talks of ancient proverbs/
Yet, she still drifts in obscureness.
Only the shadows pay her true honor.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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