to religious girl <br />------------- <br /> <br />I don't believe you nice my <br />I don't believe, <br />even when on knees you are saying <br />your prayers. <br /> <br />Because, when you are coming back <br />from the church <br />dressed in one's Sunday <br /> <br />so half roads already <br />you are undressed.<br /><br />Maria Barbara Korynt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trifles-1/
