Tuesday, May 24, 2016



The Splendor of Illusion

The little black dress,
Chosen with care.
Deep daring cleavage,
A hem up to there.

Black silky stockings,
Seam up the back.
Map to adventure,
Like a train on a track.

Lacy trimmed garters,
Gap at the thigh.
Garden of Eden,
Not for the shy.

Bright red thong panties,
High up the hip.
Like Christmas wrapping,
To tear and to rip.

One man’s illusion,
To dress as a tart.
He wore it in splendor,
A sybarite at heart.

--Ken Ferguson--
Artista di Parole

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