Modern woman.

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A memory long forgotten
of the morning girl I knew.
Your blur of beauty hidden
‘neath layers of paint and glue.

You pout and all I think
is to ask “What’s wrong?”
Red lips give blood to drink.
Figure cleft by lacy thong.

Wild hair that stroked my face,
locked in contempt of liberty.
Trust is now replaced by mace,
innocence by gullibility.

Yet under the unfamiliar heaven
rain washes all your mask away.
I find the girl who long was hidden,
smiling true smiles, here to stay.

• Nostalgic (for me at least)

  by Simon

  Posted Oct 3, 2008
  +6
  This seems to be a nostalgic piece to me. It at times has excellent flow and reads very well at times. It somehow brings up some great images - and seems to put me in mind of those old Hollywood stars - Betty Davis etc.
  
  Some of the lines seem to be 'poetic' for the sake of being poe... (read more)

• Date Added
• Oct 2, 2008 at 8:41 AM
• Article Type
• Literature
• Genres
• Poetry
• Topics
• Romance, People
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