Submissions by Candor

Distant eyes, far in thought -
Tense, awaiting echoes to form themselves into tangible feelings and words.

A face, becoming wrought
With confliction and acceptance; addiction and repulsion.

Once, twice, mouth opening; inner turmoil festering like an ugly sore.

Focused eyes, hiding thoughts -
Nonchalant, cohesive sentences charging to defence.

A face; filled with arrogance and pride, not so quiet fearlessness draping fearful eyes.

Thrice, open mouth felling questions with a smirk and simple words:

"I'm fine" ...

If only we’d had more time;
I didn't take her with me, but she was never left behind.
Forever young yet not naïve, her memory lives on in my mind.

Once a bloom ago, there was a girl, all wit and full of vie.
None could touch the living hurricane; less understood how she came to be.
Long tresses swished and swirled as she sashayed through fair ladies’ court
Young men’s lustful gaze cast collectively throughout the eve.

Wistfully I gazed upon this force of nature, not just a lowly maid
Eyes of indigo a'winking, the entire world her stage. ...