The Actress - Poem by Ruth Walters
She mouthed the words ‘I love you'
behind pink, cupid lips
She whispered softly to his ear
without a single slip.
No spark ignited in her heart
or, slanting, knowing eyes
She played her part, endearingly,
to tempt and to entice.
But when the morning sun rose up
with clarity and light
she fled into the ether
with his money and his life.
What's more, tomorrow night
at 8, she'll do it all again,
then take her curtain calls
upon a floodlit stage.
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