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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448681" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rusty Confidences</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She had the rusty confidence of an older woman<br>who had fixed her mirror at 23<br>no later images allowed<br>as she took in my face<br>and allowed<br>those beautiful eyes of hers<br>to wander down and over me<br>lingering longer than a lady's eyes should<br>which made them into bedroom eyes<br>which she did not seek to conceal<br>looking up to see me looking into those eyes<br>having their forbidden views<br>but she didn't mind that I knew and understood<br>their meanings and intents<br>while I could see she could see<br>me the younger man<br>learning lessons from her<br>and she guessed<br>needed what she had to teach, <br>if I could get pass her lined face<br>and see with her 23 year old eyes<br>behind the mirror time had obscured, <br>hoping I could see that which would make me wiser than my years<br>and I was<br>because need recognizes needs<br>irrespective of the years<br>and facial lines<br>drawn down from time<br>did not obscure that beating heart<br>I could hear thumping loud<br>behind the blue sheer blouse she wore<br>elbows on the table<br>her breasts lying there<br>like the evenings two course meal<br>waiting to be consumed<br>or petted like puppies<br>appreciated because they<br>shined still after all these years.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her eyes followed my eyes and she watched me watching them<br>shifting wanting to wring appreciation from me, <br>impatient to give the two be given their just due<br>parts of her she still liked and loved<br>almost like mementos from her youth which<br>had remained the same and had not betrayed<br>like those lines in her face<br>and I was to corroborate and vindicate that view<br>with just a lingering glance and willowy simile<br>which I gave with true admiration and kindness mixed<br>because she had asked me to with her eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A tear formed there<br>and a silent thank you flowed across that table<br>and we both understood<br>kindness, appreciation and need<br>met and married there<br>rolling back time<br>if only for an instant.</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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who had fixed her mirror at 23
no later images allowed
as she took in my face
and allowed
those beautiful eyes of hers
to wander down and over me
lingering longer than a lady's eyes should
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