Rooftop Rambler

I sit at my rear window looking
over the rooftop of the opposite building

There’s a woman who frequents there
she’s tall and lean with ebony hair

I smile to myself as I wait
she has mesmerized me, as of late

There she is now, right on time
she steps out in all her exquisite prime

I sigh, Ahh she has such a carefree way
it’s enchanting to see her joyous and gay

She strolls from corner to corner, then back
her happiness shows in each step of her tracks

I giggle as she skips and twirls
her head a mass of bouncing curls

She possesses my attention for this little while
she’s my allusion of the Queen of the Nile

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Zaynub Elshamy

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I've come to write poetry quite late in live actually, but now I seem to have words and rhyme flow from my fingertips. I can write everyday and feel inspired by comments to push myself to try different forms and styles and not just write out one type of poem.More an eclectic bunch I would say, almost always with a positive groove!!
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