She Poem by Cyresse Fox

Bouncy hair,
Blue jeans.
Playful eyes,
A bright smile.

It’s in the way she walks,
Completely alone in her own world
Ignoring us, ignoring all that’s left to be,
Happy in her head

Summer clouds around her,
Rays of sunshine follow her wherever she goes
Guarded from the gazes of people
Guarded from the past.

Beautiful, pink lips,
Blushed, white cheeks.
Soft, childish hands,
Piercing, intense glances.

You can see the brain working,
Looking for a solution, confusion,
Confusion in her eyes,
But then she smiles.

And her eyes sparkle, yes,
Summer pierces through winter,
And everyone does nothing but look at her,
At the amazing woman living her life.

No, she doesn’t react to the stares.
I wonder if she sees them, living alone
In her happy place in her head,
And she just continues walking, walking ahead.

Not does she bother to look back,
To look at the people she leaves behind,
Nor does she slow her pace,
The amazing woman living her life,
She.