Intense thoughts, like active beings, come and go. Haunt us then flee, leaving ajar the door

Category: Beauty

Undone

She comes undonewith her boyish dressBoyish talkand lack of finesse Yet that is whatdraws him most –The unpolished stonebeauty’s raw…

Beauty?

She was as preety as a pearlHad the face of an angelHad the cat’s grace in her walkAnd elegance in…