Enriched

My life is enriched by the sight of your face.
Your wisps of hair like tendrils of lace.
Smiling eyes that twinkle with glee.
Each scar and crease, beautiful to me.
Your voice softly whispering fantasies that tantalise my ears.
the promise of a future, almost within grasp beyond my fears.
Honesty and passion of each new day passed.
Desperately hanging on to the hope that it will last.
Resisting the urge to run for the hills.
Get away from the chores. Work, house, and bills.
Knowing my dream can be instantly snatched beyond my reach.
Leaving me wondering what this particular lesson, life has to teach.

Frannie Paul

29th July 2012

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