Mine

​With my fine golden hair
          flowing from my face
 
Naked underneath
          my lime green robe
              which drapes itself softly
                 fringing well-sunned hands
                      whose tapering fingers
                             are capped with shiny pink nails
I sit by a glass door
          reflecting the beauty
                I didn’t care to share
                       this evening
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Written in 1977   Copyright © Catherine G. Tripp