Silhouette
Silhouette of a figure eight
Promenading through the door
Darkened by the chasing light
My eyes cast to the floor
To shun the near unveiling
Of her beauty I would adore
Pivoting on these thoughts
Til the stranger is no more
Copyright © Leon Stacey | Year Posted 2006
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