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Pushy Pull
Rolling into the week-end
Before the moon
Aroused concern for her,
Even though the
Speciality of humility
Was one of the special
Things that made her
Special,
There was a fragile
Fragility encasing
This strong confident
Woman,
Always a sexual tension
In an ebbing, flooding
Flow around her,
A pushy pull of
Offense, defence
That kept her vulnerable,
More often than not
On the heart ache
End of things.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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