It was her pout,
Her blatant disregard,
The cool undeniable truth,
She was better than the rest.
There was nothing,
Not one thing,
No rumour, hope or scientific fact,
No emblazoned message
Written in the stars
Nor tattooed sentence on Earth’s epidermis
That could convince her otherwise:
She was iconic.
Superior, would’ve been an understatement,
Goddess, barely scratch the surface;
She could have any man,
Anyone, for that matter,
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere,
And there wasn’t a thing they could do about it.
Elemental, a force of nature,
The inevitability of being intoxicated by her,
Wooed by presence,
Was as definite as the turning tides.
She’d lounge against the bar like a cat
Purring into a drink she hadn’t bought,
Oozing sexuality,
Demanding respect.
A look was enough,
The flash of an eye,
Arc of an eyebrow;
Nothing else required.
Men were fascinated by her.
To women, she was a fascination.
She was the epitome of sex on legs and she loved it.
Everybody loved it.
Except me.
That’s what burned her
Because I couldn’t give a ****

23 thoughts on “Fascination

      1. Thank you! It is really nice to get acquainted with a writing style I enjoy being immersed in – and if I can say hi to the person who is behind it, it is even better πŸ™‚ Hi Richard πŸ™‚

  1. yeah this one I really liked because it threw it back right at the end and BAM! yeah totally worked R – hard to pull off and you did

      1. Plus ‘fascination’ always reminds me of ‘fascinators’ the shoes πŸ˜‰

  2. She is definitely a Leo woman.
    A charismatic lioness – queen of the jungle. Excellent description Richard …..I love it very very much πŸ’žπŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜

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