In soft shadows deeply hidden
Lying there with dreams unreal
The girl she holds her emotions closely
There's little there to see or feel
Beautiful, clever, quietly spoken
Lips as soft as sun washed sand
Looking up the girl she falters
Dreaming once as time stands still
Her eyes are deep, intense and shining
Her heart beats faster, her chest it rises.
In her hand she feels his fingers
And in her head she hears his heart
The girl she knows to reach out slowly
Her hands betray her latin soul
Slowly, shimmering the girl has fallen
Through the window into Pandora's box
The girl she sees the dreaming light
Sparkling drops of ice reflect
The chance to be without restriction
The chance to live within the dream
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Author:
chris frank (
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- Comment from author about the poem: For "A" girl
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Well written and well structured. Well done, sir.
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