The invisible gem


You look at her and wonder how

that special way got inside her

how did she became this spirit you see?

how did God create

such delightful combinations

that tickle and tease

that puzzle and please?

how did the world discover her

like a gem left somewhere silly

to be found by a mere simple man

who took the time to look

and in spying her there

cupped her gently

in his palm

you look at her and wonder

not realizing

that in her thoughts

she is wondering the same

about you.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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