she…and me

Posted on | October 25, 2006 | Comments Off

she is there,
walking in the rain..
tentative steps,
with an uncertain smile..
she smiles at the wind,
as it dances flotsam round her feet..

dont look into her eyes though,
they are sad,
questions floating in them,
perhaps,reminders of something she lost..
long ago..
or recently..
an old wound or a new scar..

dont look at her face,
she will smile defiantly,
hiding her grief,whe will look you in the eye,
a look of dead animation,mechanical vivacity?
and still..
fragile,crystalline beauty dances on her lips..
she stands there..in the shade of that tree..
the green of leaves reflected on her body,
hiding the black in her eyes..

i dont look at her,
i dont go near,i have my own wounds..
she is not with me,
and still she is.
i look at her,and she is not.
parallax?illusion?
i wish she was..

i dont walk to her.

P.S.:this is not yet another poem dedicated to HER.i am gonna change my life,and this time it had better work.i dedicate this poem to another girl,a friend…you will know i refer to you when you look at this piece of work.

thank you.

and thank you too,footz.

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