and she sat reading
the scarlet letter
drinking her coffee
with cream.
a young boy
approached.
"how did you do that?"
"do what?"
she stared into
his hazel eyes.
"become a beautiful
white horse with eyes
that could settle a storm.
become a gorgeous angel
with silver hair and golden eyes.
become an attractive young
woman that could set my heart
on fire anytime it pleases.
how did you do that?"
-sara-
YOU ARE READING
The Moon, The Stars, You.
PoetryThis is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coi...
