What do you think when a woman moves her hips?
when she rolls like the Atlantic
and breasts lilt and sway
What do you think is the function of grace?
the swinging pendulum of arms let loose
above Egyptian ankles
Do you think she is a ripe target
whispering for redemption
underneath her dress?
Do you think
you must save her
from the deprivation of never knowing
you?
Or
do you think
She might be
going somewhere?