Come Up and See Me Sometime
By Ed Crane
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Born with innuendo on every breath.
At five you knew the stage was your world.
Husky soundbites, oozing sex.
No formal introduction required.
A promise never seen fulfilled.
Stroking our brains’ erogenous zones.
Pushing the envelope.
Jail time to make your point.
Profits from the moralist clique.
Censorship paying your wages.
Broadway made your name.
Fun and titillation on the silver screen.
An embryonic Cary Grant owed you so much.
Tight platinum curls,
Long legs.
Opaque dresses tighter than the skin beneath
Eons before your time.
Tempting.
Shocking.
Amusing.
You had a lot, and it was all yours.
Eighty-seven years, game to the last.
Your sinuous invitation echoes though time.
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here's the key, come up and
here's the key, come up and see me sometime. brill.
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Enjoyed your poem. This was
Enjoyed your poem. This was an era that I loved and May West was such a beautiful and appealing woman who oozed sex appeal throughout her time in films.
Your words were very nicely put.
Jenny.
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