Figure

by Tia   Mar 29, 2007


A figure in a painting

lifeless and cold

something quite daunting

something almost foretold

a figure there it stands longing

For his happiness to be found

a lost and forgotten soul there with emotions wound

he stands right there awaiting

His needs screaming out

his glance almost sedating

Waiting for something to bring him toward the light

For in his time of morning

He gives up his heartfelt fight

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