She Accepts It Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

wears it.....wraps herself in it....
lets it embrace her.....shape her...reshape her....
it fits...now.
(..it'll be shed...shed again..
. the times of
fresh, newer skins arrive....
...... arrive
...........again.....)
but
for now....
she
wears it.....not as a mask
or
as something
other than her own....(.it is not reptilian in appearance.....it is hearty and it is large.....with sweet breath and proud, shiny feet)

.it is all he has to give her.......she accepts this....as she accepts the sounds her shoes make in the gravelled drive.....the whip-flash/throb-hiss of the sprinklers.......