Sunday, March 29, 2009


She moves through the day and I see
Endless combinations of
Complicated lines

She contemplates then laughs
Changing courses of
Emotional lines

She speaks haltingly, her lashes flutter
The beginnings of
Hesitant lines

She looks away, in the curve of her neck
The definition of
Graceful lines

She disappears into her thoughts
And I ponder
Unknown lines

My pencil on the paper, it makes nothing more than
A trail of
Inaccurate lines

She dances from my memory
And leaves behind
Fading lines

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Absolutey Beautiful!!!