(in answer to Douglas Livingstone)
Somewhere I have seen her with slender arms
that is easy to embrace with,
somewhere she is
with thin wrists
and although another woman has
gentle and soft hands as hers,
with fingers long and slim
with no engagement or marriage ring
for certain I do know
no kind of distress or sorrow
when I meet her at office buildings,
apartment blocks and at the shops.
There are enticing curves in an evening dress
that is braided into the word hello,
while the passenger-door of my car
has its eyes closed and shut
when both of her legs do swing out to the pavement.
[Reference: "Eyes Closed Against the Sun" by Douglas Livingstone.]
© Gert Strydom
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