Wistful Glance

Her beauty is destructive. Star dancing on her eyes, honey seeping on her skin, she wears her heart on her deepest hole inside. She's always been a mystery. Her smile is the prettiest, as if daisies coming out everytime she smiles. But no one can reach far enough to knock her heart out. Most of them lost in streams on their journey in, gets blown by gale, or flooded out of her way.
She's there for you to touch but she's nowhere for you to love.







*) footnote
pic is not mine
the word is

CONVERSATION

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