quiet truth's

quiet truth's

A Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR

the light reflected off one of the
spanish beads in her hair as it spilled
off her shoulder in the rain
a faded tattoo of a bird flying lay there too
it carried a rose with a broken heart

i covered her with my jacket to keep off the chill
as we moved along the deserted road
and she took comfort in my company
gracing me with a complex smile
one with many sides and meanings
like any womans love
shifting like the sea of sand in the mysterious desert
shifting like the masterpieces of the the sea of stars above
no man can utter whats written there
but only a fool can fail to see
the beauty in her eyes

she reached out one hand
and with just fingertips brushed the hair from my eyes
simple but with such quiet truth to her gesture
she knew i could love her
and she knew she could love me
and the sands of earth and sky stood still as a whisper
and the world fell to just that magical moment and it was right
and even a fool could see
the beauty in her eyes
was for no other than me
meant to be

© 2014 MARK JOHN JUNOR


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MARK JOHN JUNOR
MARK JOHN JUNOR

miramar, FL



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