(google images)
Lanky lady with Siberian Husky eyes
glides down Third Avenue with another lady
who could be her twin,
but I didn’t see the eyes
Both in flowing natural fiber dresses,
hair knotted in the back.
they sparkle
without flash–
old hippies, perhaps
feet not quite touching the pavement
rather skimming off it with their
comfortable shoes
natural beauties
apart from the non-corporate,
or at least I surmise
Siberian eye lady turns around sharply
as if sensing danger
then turns back to Lady 2
they speak softly
not English
can’t tell
what language
but I don’t think
I’d understand
Suburban Hobo 
Saphera has eyes like those … actually she was named for her eyes, but the munchkins couldn’t pronounce sapphire ;-)))
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Speaking of beauty, this has it, and more.
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Thank you, Matt.
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Very nice……
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Thanks!
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Very interesting poem–I hope there’s more to this story!
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Greg, I saw these women walking down Third Avenue at lunch time and they captured my imagination. Guess I could build on it.
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Intriguing – so want to know more about those women.
Love the photo, too.
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Thank you, Mary.
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