Stephen S. Yeandle
Stephen S. Yeandle Poems
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Beauty’s Early Influence.
Foolish young girl, in way over her head.
Brazen and cute from her toes to head,
feeling control over all that she met.
Martini olive shimmering skin;
contrasting with crystal white,
Miami Beach sand.
Emerald waters lapped at her feet.
Moves so inciting; jewelry for eyes.
Predisposed breasts influenced her ways.
A skeletal waist above thin shapely hips;
suspended by the harmonious length of her legs.
Naked veritable lasting command,
cradled the minds of the men that she met.
Her age and identity, a secret she ...
cold heart night
bridges in cinders
as we fall
through the mirror
to a darker side