In her way she was never demure
Her body laid out almost poured
Across those black silk sheets
Her form was perfect, highlighted
Featured white skin, curves
Like the moon in twilight
Standing out in stark beauty
She was catlike, almost hearing her purr
She was never coy
Never one to stay quiet
Her voice was not loud but was heard
I would have given gems and rubies
Anything to hold her, to love her
She would have said yes
I said no, despite my urges
Time flashed by, even blurred
Never offered the chance again
A memory of it lingers
The consequence of a fetid, unhumble man
Remembering his ignorance
Of a beautiful offering untaken, is absurd
