Jeans pulled over slim legs, <br />then proud, wide hips, <br />the button's crisp snap <br />and she's ready <br /> <br />to parade out into the world, <br />through the door of a cafe or store, <br />all seamed in, hips riveted, <br /> <br />knowing the back view <br />will take care of itself <br />as she faces the business <br />and pleasantries of the day. <br /> <br /> <br />(.........25aug)<br /><br />Max Reif<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-blue-jeans/
