Thursday, January 22, 2009

the allure of faded beauty, cinematically

the wilted jasmine petal
that fragrances a cup of tea
is a creased truth
that powder cannot cover.

a sadness behind the half lids,
and in the parted lips
that once sat spread on straw.

the smile that cannot be gauzed enough
for human eyes to focus.

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