Dance of the lyrebirds.

Watching from an elevated stance
gave me a new perspective
on you
doe eyed and  aloof
twisting pearls around my fingers
a classic twin set
soft, cashmere close on bare skin
I rub my heels together
black patent stilettos
tap tap
I'll leave you with those girls
flapping feathers of  lyrebirds
laughable
like your tucked in style
and tight chinos.

KB 3/2/15

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