Certainly one with the crowd
we often seek
might rather blend in the gala
then feel shunned to the balcony
Of course there is mystique
in a darkened corner
awaiting his presence
sweep me off my feet
Oh there stand the dignitaries
awaiting a shower of feigned
admiration, for the world
is always their muse.
Waiting solo with a smile
she stands a posture
sweet character and elegance
for her smile make a man swoon.
Is always this case, woman in black
eyes to match her delicious mystique
an untouchable – perhaps
a quiz of the heart.
Yet so many a man would desire
her company, for her real,
a genuine air of beauty stands alone
unafraid and necessary.
In the light of a gala designed facade
stands a woman of grace surely beheld.
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2 thoughts on “She Stands Apart”
Kelly
I like it. Striking piece!
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a quiet man
Thanks Kelly, striking time of life.
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