Between the bows of social grace
I gaze in quiet wonder
as a chorus of elusive emotions
subtly rise and fall beneath the surface
I gaze in quiet wonder
as a chorus of elusive emotions
subtly rise and fall beneath the surface
of
flawless alabaster skin
And, breathe life into a loveless crystal face
Then, in one fleeting moment
Speaks volumes
About the mysteries of the heart
before vanishing into the ether
without trace
or regret
Julian Ayrs
Musings
A collection of Poems
Musings
A collection of Poems
http://www.julianayrs.com
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