She Raven
She looked at me!
Her watch in her heart
The same old lame looks were re-engineered
This time a sorely eerie glance drove my demons,
Certainly I wasn't for her or her for me
A whispering cloud dropped as a flashy wind tied us apart
The anguish of fading hope was gaining strength
A tear wasn't enough!
Her tormenting sour laughter broke the bounds
Probably the maiming rain was her blow
Her sordid-self snowed my nostalgic memories
From afar I saw a minor mirror crack of her soul
I blew the whistle,
THE GAME WAS ON!
Copyright © Samuel Enrique | Year Posted 2015
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