photo by PSC / 2012 |
Captured
He’s caught her
pining in the moonlight,
staring at the distant stars
glimpsed her spinning,
twirling
with the swirling breeze
–
enchanted by a soaring hawk
watched her waltz
beneath the willows,
pirouette among the
pines
seen her tarry
at the ocean’s edge
attracted by the tide
she’s beguiled by
sunrise
and he knows
what’s on her mind
Every single day,
she’s enticed
to walk away.
So, what is it
makes her
stay?
PSC / 2018
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