Monday, August 20, 2012

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Conversations

Soul of life.

Words strung for expressions,

Of the untold thought.

She had many everyday,

With faces around.

Some known, some unknown.

Yet the heart desired a conversation.

A sharing of sort,

Of making plans,

Of dreams and aspirations.

She thought and thought,

The mind- a basket of ideas.

But conversations, none.

And then there were conversations.

Animated and happy.

Her mind felt free,

Thoughts were expressed,

Eyes happy, nods exchanged,

With a reflection in the glass.




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