Behind this smile is a host of mixed emotions.
Like a scared rabbit I want to stand stock-still
In the stare of headlight-eyes.
...
She sits in the lamplight and
with carefully crafted quill
pens out her most precious thoughts.
She loves him still.
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She drifted in with the mist
As if kissed by the air
Floating there in the half light
Blessed by time and the sight of home.
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All my emotions are jostling-jangling for first place
In a body that feels as if time has no substance.
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