It seems the most obtuse part of you is your

Presence and bearing

Making yourself known with a laugh, the

glint and warmth of the exotic

Erotica of your eyes

or, more often, your silence.

Purposeful steps pausing for a word or a

Shared sorrowful sigh

Curves supported by elbows, ledge-pressed

(the brown tafetta of your hair falling over

red-cottoned shoulders)

Your daily casual confrontation that

makes

men

wonder.