Brett Michaels Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

In the crowd of personalities, listening to Brett Michaels, is a lone Italian woman, totally into his music, not caring what anyone may think.
Fulfilling her purpose by just being there and listening with her heart's imagination to talented rhythm.
Incorporating feelings with senses, bringing everything together, there is a lone Italian woman enjoying a concert with intensity and bringing her own light into the center stage of life.
A tear sitting in her blue eyes, awaiting her time to enter horizons beyond what she can fathom in the here and now.