Her eyes

speak of

remember……….fallen rose pedals

tumble hard to the floor

like kisses and promises.

A night song

waits within her…she colors lips

that once pouted

for flowers and diamonds.

She wearily

walks on…………pushing her feet

into the spirit

of her youth.

The words

transform her

into beauty………seizing the air

and eyes

listening to her.

She claims

the faces

watching her……casting a spell

with lips onto

waiting waters.


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