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Get Published on Female First

Get Published on Female First

Avert your eyes please,

I am naked.

Didn't know what to wear,

which body stance to assume,

when I came here.



Thank you, you may look now.

Casually dressed,

in a noncholant sort of way,

an affectation of refined boredom -

fear is the mind killer.



Notice, I choose my words well,

pick and choose them from the Tower of Song,

put on a mask from the ancient

galley (and walked on down the hall).



Words to probe and seduce,

words to mask and simaltaneously probe.

above all,

mark my silences -

as I poke and probe, sniff and

snarl at your defences (don't be scared);

my silences as I watch you investigate

and interrogate.



It is not a matter of gender or age,

it is all about harmonics;

the synchronicity of vibrations and energy.



It's all about deciphering that on

which we can agree,

or agree to disagree;

it's all about the free exchange of thought and opinion,

diminishing neither,

and leaving each other's

carefully crafted persona intact:

hey, it's all about respect.



Is that the time, I must fly.

Thank you for your time and sharing

what you have.



"My

name?", you could - if you wish -

call me "Friend"



Les Bush

(9 February 2013)

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