Diwakar Methil Poet


I am going to turn you
Into a Cinderella
So that I can chant you
Cindy Cindy Cindy

Begin with your head
Sculpted, polished
Praxiteles designed
Treat your soft hair
Into a cascade, a waterfall
That can freely fall
All over my face.

Then itโ€™s the turn
Of your lovely visage
Iโ€™ll treat it in such a way
Its velvet soft, satin sheen
And then matt finish
And thereโ€™s no shiny nose.

And your full lips
Eminently kissable
A bright crimson coat.

I go to your hands
Gives the same treatment
Long, fair, slim and delicate
Your fingertips long tapered
Suitably manicured

Then I turned to your legs
Master craftsman
Turned it on a lathe
The calves so shapely
Duly depilated
So fair and soft.

Last to the pedes
A pro pedicure
Diamond shoes
And a model gal.

This is how
Cinderellaโ€™s are madeโ€ฆ
In these times
And I am your friendly neighborly
Fairy godfather!!!!


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