As She Lays

Laying tranquilly
Eyes fixed upon her memoirs
Intensely drawn to the piece
She submits her words
No sense of difficulty
Eagerly transitioning line by line
No intent on wasting time

Beauty often rests reticent
Only omitting here and there
For what is seen when gazing upon here
Serene yet potent
What is she suppressing
Does she lay somber
Or slumber frail
It is only to be seen

Dark in appearance
Sheltered ny a spirit
Stripes hide this figure
Distracting us from truly viewing
Total realization is obscure

No longer enchanted with self expression
Her body exhibits motionless conduct now
Mysterious seems to be her game
This is one who shall not be tamed

Eyes set with ambiguous purpose
Distracting and misleading
She remains composed
She remains enticing
She remains a figure