Cracks In the Facade
I first saw her face framed by Spanish moss
Beneath the oaks of Georgia -
Beauty beyond compare
Her golden hair crowned the deepest blue eyes
That stared beyond my presence -
Her lips frozen and cold
Fascinated I continued to stare
Her eyes at last met mine and
Her lips began to smile
11-6-19
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