Ode to womenA Poem by Luke Rittaa poem about the beauty of women.
Ode to Women
Her toe nails are painted in bright red, her petit feet are as soft as the hair Of a new born cat. Her legs are long, solid and they move like they have a mind of their own. When you hear her high heels tapping across some marble floor your heart will snap in two. Her legs are as beautiful and as magnificent as the pillars of Ancient Rome. Her hips swing like a diamond-incrusted chandelier. The black dress she wears covers her bum like the shroud that covered Jesus. She smells like the fields of Provence, lavender, flowers and sunshine. Her breasts are firm, they slowly move up and down, as the woman takes slow, sexual Gulps of night Air. Her mouth is like that of a Russian socialite from the 19th century, her magical eyes reminded one of those of Cleopatra, and her long brown hair dances in the slow breeze Like a peacocks feather being used as a fan by a French princess.
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13 Reviews Added on September 23, 2011 Last Updated on September 23, 2011 AuthorLuke RittaLondon, United KingdomAboutHi, I am 26 and from London. I love writing short stories, poems and novels. My writing is a bit like Jack Kerouac and Ernest Hemingway. I love reading classic Literature, from Tolstoy to Proust, I .. more..Writing
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