Do you even know you are beautiful?A Poem by Alexander FoxYou stood there waiting and wondering in your white and black sweat pants and your matching jacket You listened to the conversations around you as you waited I gotup to go and noticed you on the way out one moment of contact Ironic that one moment unleashed a thousand dreams Your skin, so pale and pure Your hair, painted by the hands of God Your eyes, so interested and discerning Your cheeks, so high and proud Your lips, so pink and delicate One moment i looked, and another you looked back I do not know why, but I hid my face I walked across the room attempting to escape unnoticed I allowed myself one last look as the door shut and you stared after me. © 2008 Alexander FoxAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 16, 2008 AuthorAlexander FoxMurrieta, CAAboutAh, it is the fault of science that it wants to explain all; and if it explains not, then it says there is nothing to explain. -Bram Stoker There is but one freedom, to put oneself right with.. more..Writing
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