first of all the perfume
blind men know its power
every man lifts his head
though we know the plot
then there is the cloth
the way the garments
fall caressing her secrets
and the abashing colors
poets too should note
the cut and curl of hair
the beguiling coiffure
tresses of golden sirens
all this before the sound
sweet labial incantation
promise more than song
another warrior undone
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