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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448309" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bas-Relief</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She stepped up<br>and removed her coat placing it beside her<br>and turned slightly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She took her cocked hat, twisted it<br>and let it fall to the floor; <br>it landed askew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hesitating she dabbed her eyes<br>to remove the makeup there<br>and the foundation too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pins in the hair were identified<br>pinched and removed; <br>each pin planted in the pin-cushion on the bureau.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A single shaft of sun-light was forming<br>retreating across the floor toward the window.<br> <br>Standing in place<br>her hair fell softly around her shoulders; <br>she shook it loose<br>while stepping down out of her shoes<br>moving them aside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They made a little rubble pile of things past<br>and the promise of things new.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She fingered her blouse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each pearl button snapped<br>releasing the cloth<br>and a v-shape formed at the top; <br>each snap deepening the mystery<br>that the emerging bra revealed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her thin hands flutter again<br>and solider-straight her blouse line<br>is now straight up and down; <br>her breathing motivating the motion<br>of her chest expanding and contracting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life to her<br>in that moment<br>was a driving engine, irresistible.<br> <br>Her blouse left her finger-tips and floated<br>away<br>landing on the floor flower-petal style<br>arranging itself it seemed on the carpeting; <br>a soft white thing arrayed within a hieroglyph<br>of shoes, cocked hat, red coat and abandoned makeup kit-<br>and her satin-red pin-cushion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her bra snaps and falls away, down to the plush floor<br>rounded pyramids on the sandstone colored carpeting<br>joining the assemblage there; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">hiding and revealing some Rosetta stone of meaning.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bare-breasted she stood exhibiting nature's bare skin-<br>its givings and takings; <br>one nipple touched now in that gathering light, <br>one breath lifting it- seeming to accentuate<br>and simulate the rising of some nipple-dappled sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She stepped out of her panties trembling<br>for it was the last act she knew<br>would be the last act<br>before becoming fully naked; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">all of her now revealed<br>a mixed cauldron of leaping<br>swirling emotions; <br>evaluations and assessments<br>condemnations and praises-<br>she was the bas-relief in her own hieroglyph; <br>her own collage of tossed aside clothing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He said 'You look so beautiful.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She turned swiftly removing the last of it; <br>her Soul reaching<br>offering that to him too<br>on this their wedding eve<br>before their wedding night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q>
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and removed her coat placing it beside her
and turned slightly.

She took her cocked hat, twisted it
and let it fall to the floor; 
it landed askew.

Hesitating she dabbed her eyes
to remove the makeup there
and the foundation too.
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