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The Real Her...I Love
I love to see you after a storm
With your hair in a mess
Mumbling under your breath
Wild kicking off of wellingtons
Screaming and cursing
Quick glances in hall mirror
More muttered mumbling
Pulling of hair oh and lip pursing
You see it's the opposite men love
It's seeing the real you the lovely you
As if God say's 'Look this is what she really looks like'
We don't see it all the time but when we do.
But it's later when she's staid
Clothes pressed not a curl out of place
Welcoming guests round for a drink
Her eyes screaming 'Don't even think of it! '
poem
by
Craig Anderson
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