The sunset slowly lowers as I face the horizon.
I see the twinkling of her beautiful dark hair.
I blink...
She's no longer there...
Who is this mystery girl I long to see?
Only the image of her hair remains in my mind.
Her face is hidden from me.
Perhaps if I look again I will find
This hidden mystery.
Many sunsets pass and it begins to seem
As if the mystery was an imagination.
Just a dream.
My mind is filled with confusion.
Was she there?
Can it be
That this girl with the silky dark hair
Shall remain a mystery?
Author notes
A poem written of my memories, as a child, of a young girl that I barely remember.
(Image from google)
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Judged-ola!
i really love the creativeness in this piece -
Wow, this is beautifully written
So mysterious and full of imagery, great write
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Thank you very much!
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very good write! i liked it aLOT! Bravo! Good luck in the contest
♥ Kathraina -
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OMG! Fer cereal? SHANK YOU SOOOO MUCH!!!!!!!! OMG!!!! AHHHH!!!!!
Too much? yeah, I thought so... lol...
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