Secret Admiration - Poem by Tay Winston
I've read pages of various lives,
Heard the voice of gestures;
Traced meaning behind many words
To light a smile on faces.
I've sought to grasp her story line
Strained to hear her song.
Map the labyrinth of her heart
To know its landmark places.
But alas- with my arts applied,
I've come not one smile closer;
The story, song and scenery;
- a mirage of admirations.
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