foreign sheets

The woman inside shroud in which you hide

what is your hair like under there

the dark robe

conceals mysterious eyes and a hidden smile

or perhaps a dark sadness that lingers

for years

and years

across the silk and foreign fibers

locked in a mystery

the mystery of a woman

so familiar to me

we share the feminine blood and heart

while we walk like zephyrs

blown across sidewalks in different paths

invisible to one another

do you hold your secret like a stone

or is it truly your treasure

which you conceal

for the world is a thief

is this your belief?

Can you hide from the hurt inside the dark cloth?

Is it a cloud across your sunshine

or a cross to bear

that shroud that you wear?



About binaryLady

Front-End Wiz and Full stack developer

One comment

  1. Bjorn Cook

    Could you be an absolute darling and change either the type or the type background. I need to copy it all into notepad to read it – which is a shame as that beautiful Paisley background is too good to miss………

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