Glasses Look Good On Women, Especially When They Need Them Poem by Wayne Taam

Dungeons and dragons
Jeans and skullduggery
Where can I fit you in my milieu?

It really is. Not
About
Fascination

Just a snapshot
Of black rims
And fresh porcelain
Will remain

Ebony fingertips
A rebellion of four years?
When will your face be
Smeared of black lipstick?
Ready for the inevitable
Smearing of the face

The titan years
Of fifteen virginal
Small hands that
look like the rain

Too godly for any human
hand to touch
Yet you will be
when you cease being
who you are
Now