Calista
The river stood like a shadow watching them
rise with the sun of passion
and the horse gallops
now fade
into a thick mound of trees
Calista turned
to swallow the wind
with a thinning hope
gathering her pearl white gown
like beads into a hand
she gaped,
a shiny water mirror
an icon of the past
reflects
a moment
where love rivered through the air
where breaths sang
when she opened like
a lotus soft as skin
and passion bloomed
where ripples shimmer
to whispers
where tears run deep
and anger waits coiled
with fear
where she felt more like his slave
than his princess.
Contestant name: Rushda Rafeek
Contest name: Reflection
Copyright © Rushda R | Year Posted 2011
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