Cast a glance
Contributed by
JuditBakos
on
Saturday, 12th November 2011 @ 10:04:11 AM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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Cast a glance over here, dear friend, while passing by, I am warming by a lonely flair of waning hope-tendrils fire.
Think of me, dear friend, when your happy cheeks flush, your eyes sparkling at depth, cast high above pain and loss.
Some would say, I am a beggar, Some hold me up as queen, To others I am just a woman, or a mystery, a dream.
I am one and all of those, and only through the want to see, is my mask brought forth, with each glance, its own kind to be.
But beneath it all, is a soul, trembling, waiting, ready to soar, and be seen only for what is, yearning for the mask to fall.
So, cast a glance over here, dear friend, while passing by, catch a glimpse of my soul, bare, and spare me just one, warm smile.
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JuditBakos
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2011-11-12 10:04:11] (Date/Time posted on
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