Bandit Poets do not exist

They are an Ideal

Sandy Hair

Bleached by the Sun

Tanned Complexion

Sad Eyes

Very Sad Eyes

A Heart Shaped Face

High Cheekbones

Small Mouth

Tall

Neither Thin or Bulky

Long Fingers and Toes

Tends to Float

Rather than Walk

Intolerant

Arrogant

Gentle

Caring

Lost

 

June is a savage month

As all months are

It seduces slowly

And then bites

Without immunity