Supermodel

by on February 6, 2020 :: 0 comments

The lenses were large,
The mirror larger!
With squinted eyes,
She stared at the mirror.

The sun rays suddenly,
Blurred her squints;
Creating a mirage,
Of a girl gone slim.

She liked this moment,
She prolonged the pause;
Creating an illusion,
Fashionable and posh!

The clouds cleared the image,
But with the squint intact;
She strutted down the aisle,
A supermodel in her thoughts.

editors note:

Squint sustained to the opposite of shame. – mh clay

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