colored as by ruby light,
bearing just a hint of smile,
teasing senses all the while.
Rounded eyes that dart and dance,
stealing glimpses with a glance;
mysteries immune to probes
dwell behind those blinking globes.
Flowing lines of form suggest
secrets that I dare not guess;
hidden curves of woman fair
swell beneath their fabric's care.
When I gaze upon your face,
senses reel and heartbeats race;
simple pleasures these may be,
memories you gave to me.
Jack Keller
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Memories, 
1997, 1998, 1999, 2000 by Jack B. Keller, Jr. of Pleasanton, Texas. All Rights
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