iridescent pearls
against the black satin spread
damp dangling tresses
A portrait
I keep staring at
a portrait of who she was
don’t know who she is
All I need is you
when I am alone
forlorn and disappointed
all I need is you
Out of reach
her visage
tantalizingly
out of reach
Under a soft flame
heart simmers
under a soft flame
of your gaze
Predictable shapes
my dreams take
predictable shapes
just of you
The real me
foggy old mirror
serves me an ultimatum
self or a selfie
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 117
Escaping ordinary
a lifetime trying
escaping ordinary
all quests end in you
Yours and mine
they don’t meet
cruel lines of fate
yours and mine
