C ~ A young woman, armed

Erica has a passion
like parcel paper hooked
on a branch on a windy day
has a chest like an overpacked
laundry bag.
Flushed all over with vision
and the vaginal concerns
she'd brazenly described
she railed and bounded about sex education on stage
Rustled and bristled
against the other girls' evident envy
of her Bristols
and in her most liberal policy yet
rallied to me, "Let's talk about your penis."
I fancied for a moment
she may have been hinting
at something, and well...
I liked the idea that she was.
Radical left-wing girls
are far, far cuter
in manner and bone
than their ugly equivalents
in the Conservative Club.