Clinging, reaching for shards of light,

the kiss of morning dew to brighten her


Her innermost self fully revealed,

no longer concealed behind the layers,


Soft, she whispers to the coming night,

“Shall we dance into the Milky way


Sadly she gazes back over her delicate

shoulder with sweet sorrow to leave this life, a



The others, still so fresh and new, brilliant

they dance and laugh and revel in the


Upon her cheek a dewy tear glistens

in the glow of sunset’s kind crimson


Takes her gently by the hand and

bids her follow, follow, and mourn not


Beauty lives forever,

the memory of

Rose’s sweet scent




copyright 2017

6 thoughts on “Lingering/Photography

    1. Thanks so much Deborah. It expresses how I feel at times. Exposed-as the ability to mask the real me falls away, things no longer disguised by the veil of youth. I’m glad you enjoyed it.

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