Shell Between

The design is elegant
Not seen day to day
Elongated form
Little extra mass
Throat gently curved
Well detailed
Nape smoothed into crown
Traces on the surface
Ripples in hard metal
Hiding the machinery
Or exposing it
Your mind knows
But doesn't tell your heart
She must be within
Turning an unexpected corner
Arching back
Then again
The shell splits
For a second
Then again
Your breath catches
Falling back
Power on display
For a second
Blocks jutting
Demanding respect
Heat shimmer rises
Disappears from view
For ever maybe
But you know
See through the carapace
Or think you do
The hard shell
Becomes a thing of lust
Between her and you


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