Curious Face!
brooding!
blank...
In sheer fright
Her eyes flicker
Like glow-worms,
While laughing
Her teeth snaps
A photo flash,
Her tress
For sure
Is a black fall,
Lo!
The one
Who fisted her lips pink,
Whoever ticked
Her nose right
Must have set
Her jaw-bone straight,
As her questioning ears
Eagerly
Look for responses,
Her fleshed cheeks
Sans dimple
Obviously invite blows;
Her fair face
Let me wonder
If I should gaze
And thus ponder!