Femme Fatale Poem by Hannington Mumo

Do I yet fully remember your beauty's power:
Your crystals-looking eyes that at once devour
All feigned charade and looking the other way,
And the swiftly arresting augury in their sway?

Do I still reckon the stunning tilt in your walk:
The magic strut that all contrary wills amend
To create forced allowance for a second look,
Against all efforts that reverse instincts send?

At the songful euphony of your voice,
I cast off all guise and have no choice
But to adore your overwinning strength
Over nymphs in upper worlds at length.

And the total charm in your entirety
I must with sighing memory salute,
And gasp as I recall your lulling mien,
And moan in a hot spirit-flesh dispute.

Your peacocky elegance outshines all styles,
Although masked by a glut of kindless miles.