Her Dark Facade

Written by: Andrea Dietrich

She wears a dark façade - a charcoal grey once hot like burning coals. Consumed by too much passion she was scorched. Too long she has smoldered. Her dark façade is cold now. . . and brittle. She fears that if you touch her she’ll crumble. Written 10/30/12 By Andrea Dietrich For Nette Onclaud's VIEWS FROM A VIGNETTE Poetry Contest