The Girl In the Black Frame- Part Two
I lost me somewhere in the map of my life,
yes, I still have the flawless ivory skin;
lips of cherry pink stained,
there is more pain in my eyes reflected.
I feel that I could reach out and touch,
the girl in the frame;
brush my finger on her velvet skin and hair,
I want to hold her to my heart;
tell her that I love her and miss her,
to keep her always this girl in the frame;
but the wheels of time grind on and on.
And with not a care,
for aura's that years decay;
I wish I could turn back the clock of time.
And find this girl in the frame,
that was me;
bring her to the here and now,
but, she only dwells in my memory now;
and in the black wood frame,
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September 27, 2018
Poetry/Free Verse/The Girl in the Black Frame/Part Two
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