Come journey with me, through painting and poetry! Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen. ~Leonardo da Vinci~ It's my mission to combine them. ~Dawny B ~
Tuesday, 10 June 2014
Who is that girl...
Who is that girl
Behind those eyes
Eyes that smile
That beckon you
What is her story
Who is that girl
Behind those eyes
Eyes that cry
Does she feel valued
Can she be replaced
Who is that girl
Behind those eyes
Eyes that look lonely
Does she have a purpose
Is she lost and confused
Who is that girl
Behind those eyes
Eyes that search
Looking for comfort
and intimacy
Somewhere to feel free
Just to be
Reflective
Introspective
Not neglected
Who is that girl
Behind those eyes
Eyes that need
To search within
To find the answer
Because only she knows
Who that girl IS
Behind those eyes...
Sometimes...
Sometimes I cry
When I look at dancers
I wonder why
When I look at dancers
So graceful
Disciplined
and smooth
I love to watch them move
But I get overwhelmed with tears
When I look at dancers
Is there a need in me
I've forgotten to feed
It's like a part of me wants to be freed
I often cry when I look at dancers
I wonder why
When I look at dancers
Maybe...
In my heart
I
Am
A
Dancer...
When I look at dancers
I wonder why
When I look at dancers
So graceful
Disciplined
and smooth
I love to watch them move
But I get overwhelmed with tears
When I look at dancers
Is there a need in me
I've forgotten to feed
It's like a part of me wants to be freed
I often cry when I look at dancers
I wonder why
When I look at dancers
Maybe...
In my heart
I
Am
A
Dancer...
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