Smokiness

It wasn’t simply her looks…
Edgy,
Blended with casual elegance.

It wasn’t simply the way she spoke…
Forceful,
Conveying both power and presence.

It wasn’t simply the way she carried herself…
As if challenging this woman
Was done at
Your own peril.

It was an indescribable blend
Of Intellect,
And sexiness,
And attractiveness,
And beauty,
And pure,
Unadulterated,
Power.

She would not suffer fools.

She would not waste her
Precious time
On the whimsical.

There was a fire,
Burning hotly,
Just beneath
Her countenance…

Ready to singe
The ill-prepared.

Warnings made,
Through the
Not-so-subtle
Command of her presence,

And an outward…

Sexy,

Exhilarating,

Smokiness.

 

© 2017 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

 

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