Carlotta was crystalline; made
of assorted layers and coats,
a sharded shield of misguided protection
One day she'd be sweeter
than jasmine in a springtime bed
and could attract any man she chose
than jasmine in a springtime bed
and could attract any man she chose
Other days you had to be careful
of the venom she exuded from each pore;
heed her fangs, heed her claws
of the venom she exuded from each pore;
heed her fangs, heed her claws
We never knew what the day would bring
until we saw her enter the room
her eyes would always betray her
until we saw her enter the room
her eyes would always betray her
First time acquaintances couldn't see
the thorns neath her blue silk chemise
nor did they know the sweet hid the sour
the thorns neath her blue silk chemise
nor did they know the sweet hid the sour
Yet a typical week can allow you the chance
to get a peek at every piece of her soul
to savor all that is Carlotta; as a whole
to get a peek at every piece of her soul
to savor all that is Carlotta; as a whole
.............It's you who needs protection
6 comments:
Like the ending, I actually wasn't expecting it to go that direction. I liked this part a lot:
couldn't see
the thorns neath her blue silk chemise
nor did they know the sweet hid the sour
I think Charlotta is the typical creation of woman. She can be sweet and sour in a turn. I too like the ending. I think you've done a nice job with this. Thanks for sharing. Have a nice night.
When I read the name Carlotta I immediately thought of Hitchcock. Which of course put me in the perfect frame of mind to read this. Love it!
All I can say is, Wow, that was awesome! Great job!
I love Carlotta, the eternal woman. I loved this very much.
Constant split into two
believe it or not... i never loose my rosy exterior when i am out in the world... well unless i have been drinking.....
this was a very insightful piece tho... and i cross my fingers in hopes that my path and carlotta's remain far from each other
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