Read Me
Read me, like a word on a blank white page
Both black and white.
If there is any gray, only you can see
Between my lines.
My thoughts play upon my brow, so you find
Emotions there.
The book of life has written all the lines
From care and wear.
If you care to read them once or twice more
Then tarry in my eyes gaze locked with yours.
KJA 2019
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Cavatina form poem
Copyright © Kathy Anderson | Year Posted 2020
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