Sunday, May 30, 2010


Hair like glass
Blown by the sunlight
Embers and ashen
In her eyes
Each of her movements
Graceful and fluid
Like the edge of a curb
Under fast falling rain
Her soul is exquisite
An inspired piece
Kind and sincere
With just the spark of a queen
She's everything I should want
Everything I could dream
But she just isn't you
So she's just not for me


Pat Tillett said...

nice! I'm glad to see you are po
sting more of these...
You've got me doing some more writing myself

Bob West said...

I hope you enjoy my blog as much as I have yours. Very interesting. I am now a follower.
God Bless, Bob West