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Vic Evora

She Stares...

She stares
A blank look in her face
Anybody there?
Behind the unerring gaze…
She stares
Not a flicker of emotion
Not a twitch
Her expression frozen
She stares
Does she feel pain?
I wonder…
If she could see the rain
She stares
When I held her hand
How I wish…
I had a magic wand
She stares
Not even a slight quiver
When I whispered
How much I love her…
 
o4-15-2015
© Vic A Evora

(2015)

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