Woman in White, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

The Woman in WhiteThe Woman in White, Frederick Walker (1871)

Woman in White

Woman in white soon to enter the night
Be fear or desire why she’s at the door
Barefooted to silence her daring flight
With deftness appears she’s done this before

Stepping into land of a million stars
The fresh clear air aids her erotic rush
For she is Venus and he is her Mars
There he is hiding in the nearby brush

Their pace plenty fast down the moon lit path
Talking with their eyes, no words do they share
Sharing love with little time that they hath
Mars holds Venus, white dress she does not wear

Angry shots felt, passions quickly regress
Not a drop of blood fell on the white dress

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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