He Strokes Her Face
Beneath the gaze
of watchful eyes
she sits and cries.
The fairies pry
and wring their hands.
The wind goes by
with anguished sigh
he strokes her face.
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This form is a "pathya vat".
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Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2014
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