A Novel Romance

A Novel Romance

Breathlessly
I was drawn into
a dizzy passion-filled world

The Scoundrel and the Hellcat

As I read,
I felt my
bodice rip.

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In 2002, I wrote this poem after walking by a romance novel display. The book that caught my eye was called The Scoundrel and The Hellcat. The cover had a man whose hair was more beautiful that the woman who was swooning in his arms. I think her bodice was held up by drool, because he was looking at her as if she were dessert.

I heard a rip and realized... my bodice was torn. See what happens when you get to close to those romance novels.