Char Pattrick

Rookie (Ireland)

Only One Chance - Poem by Char Pattrick

As the dust settles on scorched lands
Her heart races and sweat on her hands
Rays of golden sun upon her soft hair
Smell of perfume and roses in the air
Her beauty within was armoured tight
Only the smallest gap for all but light
Hues of orange, red and amber within
So pure that there was no room for sin
Precious as nectar, never hard to find
Sweet smile and innocently combined
How could you not love this moment
Such special gifts, one graceful sentiment
Earthly nature yet so easy and simplistic
Oblivious to any and all onlookers thought
She swayed in the breeze that she sought
Leaves flailing then falling to the ground
As the sun sets and the birds make sound
While the night life starts to breathe life
As the tension can be cut with one knife
Holding on dearly to her minds compassion
Leaving no trace other than her complexion
In her dreams of warmth and love tender
She lets the night take her and send her
Over the days duties and ending the day
With only one thing she can think to say
Only time will tell, only one chance at love

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 28, 2009

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