Saturday, March 20, 2010

She belongs

The soft glow of the evening lamp
Caressing her lovely face like a charm
Like an angel lost in thought
The sight brings a smile to my soul

The look in her eyes tells me a story
Of a mind that ponders in deep intent
An intent to possess, an intent to let go
Her tussle she tries to throw away in vain

With pursed lips she looks on
She creates a world of hope and joy
Betraying her fear with a cheerful smile
A warrior of joy, she would never say die

Her heart warms up with the thought of a love
A love once lost, a love yet to gain
The bittersweet look comes back to adorn
That beautiful face, she yearns to belong

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