She Looked Kind Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

She Looked Kind



She looked kind
She smiled
Smiled warm
Feet on the sides
She opened
Opened wide
“Come on in
Be my guest
You’re welcome
I invite.”

I heard her
I watched her
I was shy
I blushed
And all dressed
Shoe to tie
I observed.

With finger
I touched walls
The sidewalls
Soft and warm
I liked it
She smiled.

Where was that?
What was that?
Was it palace?
Was it a house?
Doors were gates.
Wall papers of Couplan.
The hostess was angel.

Was it a dream?
Was it a house?
Was it brothel?

Why had I ended there?
ADD is what, I'm sick of.

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