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Look at you!
“So fine” as the best dark wine.
Staring up from your welcoming counter.
Locks brought back into one,
head up at an angle.

Attentive eyes reading the very letters on my soul.

Developed lips open and stretch,
revealing precious pearls.
Your continence says,
I am here to serve.

The aura about your enticing elegance,
compels me to want to be served.
I have entered the domain of the customer service queen.
It is a delight to be her patron.
An honour to be served by her.

Even though she takes pride bringing forth solutions;
pleasure in remedying mistakes.
She could easily do naught;
yet leave you a well satisfied customer.

Her soft soothing voice;
her ever present radiant smile,
disarms the most rabid, raving, rampaging customer.

I am beguiled by her professionalism;
her fast, efficient methods.

Her methodology,
reinforce my humanity;
it showers me with with human sensibilities.
Should I manufacture artificial problems?
Or engineer discrepancies?

Invent and induce conflicts;
so she my grant me audience.
To enter through her open door.
Grace her sought after counter.
Just to be in your presence once more.

Leegal Poet

Wayne Ferron.All rights reserved@copyright