Saturday, 27 August 2011

The Third Face

She wishes
She’s wistful
she sighs
and she longs
for that spark
of romance
the chance
of love
to wrap itself
around her
and not let go.

She smiles
to herself this time
as dreams take
over thought
her steps are slow
weighed down
when she’s in the clouds.

This is her,
this is her today.

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