She closes her eyes
and sees brilliants
Her stoic heart
beats like a drum.
She opens her eyes
in the soft stillness
her lips trace
flowered lyrics
as her windowed mind
sings a love song distant
boldly steeped
in hues of reds
And pinks, greens
and blues
And she blooms
Symphony of soul.
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About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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