By Ramilee Miller �2002
I am a reservoir of beauty,
though some may disagree
But my beauty lies within me.
It�s something the eyes don�t see
For what you see on the outside
isn�t always what you�ll get
So never just look at a person
and establish a mindset
The outside may be stunning,
but looks fade with age
Like a book it must be opened
and you must read what�s on the page
Just as with clams and oysters,
the outer shell may not appeal
But upon opening it up you�ll find
the precious gems that they conceal
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
it�s true
But never let physical beauty sway
or influence you
Look into my eyes...
they�re the mirror of my soul
And my heart holds treasures worth
much more than gold
My beauty is in the sound of my laughter,
the complexities of my mind
My beauty will never crumble or fade...
it will last for all time
And when my body has ceased to breathe
and I�m buried in the ground
The beauty I�ll leave in your memory
will forever keep me around
Too Long
I have gone too long without love
Too long without passion
Aggression is now called for
Modesty's out of fashion
No longer can I lie in wait
For some man to pursue me
I must be the one to act
I must become a new me
All of this fire in my soul
Is yearning to be released
It's time to take the kid gloves off
Time to let out the beast
The hitherto stirrings
That roiled within my groin
The burning and desire
That runs furiously through my loin
Has now become a raging fire
Demanding its right to ravage
No longer am I a demure, passive lady
I have now become a savage.
Copyright �2000 Ramilee Miller
My Music Man
You play my body like a fiddle
Unlock my emotions, solve my riddle
You strum me like a fine guitar
Play my melody on a classic sitar
Use your bow, like you`replaying the cello
Making my body turn to jello
Place your lips on me as though I`m a flute
Tune me, pluck me like a lute
Come, Piano Man, and play my song
Squeeze me like an accordion all night long
I come whenever you blow your horn
Your sex, your sax make me feel reborn
You`re Gillespie, you`re Ellington, you`re John Coltraine
Your pulsating beat drives me insane
Play Taps for me and lie beside me in bed
While violins and harps play around in my head
You`re an orchestra, a quartet, a one man band
You`re a symphony...You`re My Music Man
Copyright �2000 Ramilee Miller
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