Petite (an acrostic poem)

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Perhaps short was not quite the right word

Even diminutive didn’t fit her stature

There was so much crammed in that tiny package

It boggled his mind as he lay there

The fact that she graced him with a slight smug smile made his heart flutter

Even as his jaw throbbed from her uppercut

Pout (an acrostic poem)

 

Putting her lip out as far as it could go as the arms cross in front

Observe the slight tremble at the corner of her left eye where a tear threatens

Unless I am mistaken she has perfected the pose

The only question is how long till I capitulate?

 

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Deft (an acrostic poem)

Dexterity was never his strong suit

Except when it came to his cleverness with words

Fast-talking was how he made his living

That slight of tongue showed true nimbleness

 

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