She looks at me
She looks at me
Ebony hair draws oner her face
Night fingers tucks it back
Douring eyes watches my soul
There is no reson for me to speak
She knows the answer
I look at her
Palms dripping with sweat
Causing hers to slip from mine
Out of all the days
She had to show her face today
She wants an answer
She looks at us
Suspition uncovers her face
Scraps appear over my chest
I don't even want to look at her
But I have to leave now
I have to answer
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I Like This Write
because it is intriguing. There are many things left to ponder here, like ..'out of all the days...today'
Why today? whats the reason? And the last two lines aswell- 'But I have to leave now' 'I have to answer' They dont even have to be answered they're great how they are. Leaving your mind to think of all the various possibilities.
Nice work,
Debs