Paean

She’s short – maybe 4’11”. She wears tragically stonewashed jeans. Her tank top, over big, round c-cup breasts, reads “NERD” in huge letters, and her black, lacy bra is visible through the armpits. Her skin is darker than white, lighter…

She stands, legs spread, her back to me. Brown worn leather boots. A white sheer miniskirt with floral patterns hides, but just barely, the outline of her black thong. She wears a black leotard, her fuschia bra straps poking out…

She’s 5’3”. Brown, straight hair, to the middle of her back. She’s wearing a peach cotton sun dress, to the middle of her thighs. Her body is slightly pudgy, round. Her black g-string is clearly visible through the fabric.

Artificial red Gathered in a ponytail Aching to be pulled Lustrous, crimson, rich Does the carpet match the drapes? I will never know Cleavage, through sheer top Exquisitely painted lips Where is she going? Green eyes, long lashes Selfies, riding…

She’s out of proportion. She’s short – five feet or so. Her head is tiny, smaller than her breasts (the two together, certainly; maybe each one). Her hair is black, straight, lifeless, shoulder-length. Her face is freckled. Her eyes, limpid…

She’s tiny. Well under five feet tall. Brunette, wavy, shiny hair, hanging to her nipples. Strappy sandals, blue cotton minidress to mid-thigh. Green, piercing eyes. Round, small breasts, pressing against soft cotton. Why doesn’t she smile?

The word “talent” has always made me uncomfortable in its application to female beauty. I’m not sure why, exactly, but it has. I guess because it seems to assert a sort of collective male sense of power and entitlement in…

White lab coat. Narrow black plastic glasses. Shiny, straight black hair. She looks Korean. She reads over lunch. Her skirt is so short. I’m ten feet from her. Her black boots reach just below her knees. Where am I supposed to look when she…

She is white, in her late 20s. She is quiet, soft-spoken (I imagine), shy, eminently missable. I almost missed her. Her hair is just below her shoulders, blonde, flat. Her complexion is marred by a zit just below her nose.…

Brown, strappy, heeled sandals. Tight, tight black jeans. Long legs. Flared hips, a round, meaty ass. A tight v-neck t-shirt, stretched across B-cup breasts, covered by a lacy black scarf, draped over them, obscuring her cleavage. A blue denim jacket.…