Her Face

December 12, 2007 § Leave a comment

She awoke in silence.
All she could hear
was the sound of his heart
beat a night before last.
Everyday to her
is a dream.
Everyday is he.
He is everywhere
she goes…
even to the darkest corners,
he sits…
waiting, watching, wondering
where she goes;
Day after day,
night after night,
the chase is ending.
Cupid is bleeding.
Hearts are fading-
under Love’s arrow,
a dark flame in the psyche.

© Sonya Rose

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