Revelation

1

She walked along the crowded street

Forgetting all but that she

Was walking as the other girls

And dressed as carefully.

The windows of the stores were frilled

To lure femininity,

To empty little pocketbooks

And assuage queen vanity.

And so my walker liked a dress

Of silver and of gold,

Draped on a bisque mannequin

So blond and slim and bold.

She took the precious metal home

And waved her soft black hair;

Powder, rouge and lipstick made

Her very neat and fair.

She slipped the dress on carefully,

Her vain dream fell away. ...

The mirror showed a brownskin girl

She hadn't seen all day!

2

" You have classic features,

Something like Cleopatra.

Eyes like whirlpools

And as dangerous. ...

Weeping willow eyelashes

Shade the mighty depth

Of your eyes. Your lips

Are danger signals

Which a fool like me

Will not regard. ...

But go dashing past them

To gain a kiss ... or Death. "

That is what he said to me,

I filled with a sweet and vain regret

That Beauty, the stranger, and I had met.

His praise was heat to drink me dry.

So I found a stream, and with a sigh

I stooped to drink ... ah, to see

The cruel water reflecting me!

Dark-eyed, thick-lipped, harsh, short hair ...

But Lucifer saw himself, too, fair.

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