Melancholy
She took a pose utterly divine.
Lips caught the light as they shone like wine.
Eyes caught by the cameraman’s flashes.
With the languid flutter of lashes.
As all eyes were upon her.
Never allowing a smile to occur.
Copyright © Speaks Volumes | Year Posted 2024
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