In Her Chiming Anklets Poem by Dev Anand

In her chiming anklets
she walks with the analgetic gait
of a swan on the shining waters.

In full bloom of her youth,
her blouse from the curves
of her breasts titillating as she steps.

She goes smiling to the men
maddened with lust.


Gorgeous she looks
in her stunning beauty
and the rose garments.

Swarming with immense
sexual desire and passion
she approaches the bed.

Money she gets in plenty
at the cost of the precious
mental peace and joy.

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