The Manager's _____

The Manager's _____

A Poem by Myra

He watches her
Lick dry the mouth of her bottled 
water without conscious intent
of taking anyone along

But he watches her still,
and has brought
Her down to the recesses of his heart
where she would walk along the rim of his personal lake

Watched each foot leave its mark into the soil and deeper
Into the lonely green.
If only he could allow just one word
Her personality, her flaws, her being had put behind 
His teeth. . .
This woman.
He'd cease momentarily while she’d kindly smile
at a puff of smoke.

© 2015 Myra


Author's Note

Myra
I'd appreciate the feedback. It would really help me a lot. I just want to know if somehow I successfully captured something that runs beneath the surface in words and images.

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