Miss Doll

She knows how to make an entry,

She stops the traffic,

She halts every conversation.

Her features are chiseled

Her hair curly brown

Her grey eyes sparkling

Her lips tight and peachy

Her dangling diamond drops

Her jingling bracelets

Her smoky eye shadow matching

Her dress fitting like second skin

Grace at every turn

Elegance in her every move

Ignorant of her charms.

Her emotions are displayed

As transparent as a child’s

Her desires are hidden

As secretly as a woman’s

Quick to anger

As easy as to please

Her forehead frowns

As cutely as her dimple

Take care

She is a porcelain doll

Every eye wonders after

Every hand afraid to touch

Lest she breaks


You are an enigma

Not a child

Not yet a woman.


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