Her job
since she decided to accept it
was to maintain a straight face-
pursed lips and serious eyebrows,
while I spoke of all things ethereal:
Songs more imagined than played
bouquets of rainbows & lightning bugs
Late evening doves, early morning unicorns and
powdered sugar pillows for her head.
Not a muscle, she moved
at first
for graceness, who is subtle
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