There's a girl staring back at me.
I don't know who she is.
She has the same raven hair I remember having.
Those big black eyes staring.
A glint in those same eyes
That cannot be missed
The corners of her lips curl
slow and subtle
Her smile this time
a tinge, and more of melancholy
Monalisa's enigma
Emotions clandestine
How could I not know her,
familiar feelings stirring
Did I lose her along the way,
unknowingly forgotten?
Did I choose to shelve her in
forgetting, a decision chosen
I wish to know her again.
Maybe I won't feel like I'm in limbo then.
Friday, August 8, 2008
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yours truly valerie at 9:51 PM
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