She remained unmoved!

She remained unmoved!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

She was stark naked
in all her beauty,
but seemed rather bare,
I decided to put my jacket on her,
just to keep her warm,
she didn’t seem to resist.
When she stood at the window
the light reflected her exposed
bare shoulder, so smooth.
I preferred her without my jacket
as I came from behind
and let it slip to the floor,
standing back I noticed
she remained quiet, unmoved.
I wondered
what she was thinking,
in the way she looked and stared
but I wasn’t surprised
that was a mannequin for you.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on February 19, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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