Monday, February 25, 2019

A new sonnet, about a special group


This new sonnet is about a special and noted group of women.



the dodecahedral sorority


Their type exists upon a higher plane
than where most of us reside; and yet
they are composed the same, though from the main
these treasures are quite far removed, a set
with designated membership, akin
to female deities of passion, made
what they are named by how their lustrous skin
is so delightfully arranged, portrayed
for admiration that they must accept
although they never feel its earnest length.
For they would not be who they are, and kept
in memory, were it not for the strength
of wanting they engender in each male,
each wishing they could cleave her gauzy veil.


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