"Girl In a Box"

Opening up the box
I see her lying there
Watermarked and faded

And I hesitate in the stillness
And the smells of yesterday

My heart drops like thunder
And my eyes feel the rain
Entering into this memory she left frozen in its pain

Am I ready to call her spirit forth
To walk that road of hollows?
Shall I wake her up again to walk in that sorrow?

In the stillness, she calls to me from dusty sheets of time
Each one filled with the rythmic dances of her mind

I follow her in blind twilight...into the seasons of her heart
Tripping on the stones I carry through this heavy night

And she hands to me a flickering light
With images tumbling in time

Each one takes me deeper
Into the recesses of her mind

And then I find myself within the spring of her creation
A solitary island of timeless inspiration

Fragrant with the joys of new
And love's first clear delight

Motionless within the freedom
Of her weightless mind

She stands with me in silence
And holds her hand in mine

Intertwining wonder
She weaves her dreams with mine

And in her reflection, my eyes feel love's spring
Dancing from the rhythm of her heart's paper wings

And I smile with her as we walk a bit further
dropping stones along the way
Wondering where she is taking me as I turn another page


.................to be continue

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