Sunday, March 25, 2012
Woman of Mystery
Sweet nectar of milk
soothing scent of her perfume
smile turned upward reveal her teeth
like white pearls
evenly strung
laughter the music of her soul
accompanied by the melody
of a lullaby
when all of this is gone
loneliness a cold blanket of ice
all her softness turned to stone
children's cries go unanswered
words of encouragement
left unspoken
no one to lift them up
or kiss away the pain
like pebbles tossed into the sea
all rough edges get smoothed in time
after an eternity
united once again
with the one who gave them birth
that woman of mystery.
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