held frameless

she is just a photograph
in black and white
sharp contrasts
that never bleed
past their edges
held frameless
dust drifts on and off
the edges
always remaining
behind your reach
there she smiles
but only in her eyes
as she looks back
into you
your depth
your promise
that when the river bed
reveals its cracks
and the night sky
holds blown out candles
you will save her
and bring her back
to life

© Copyright 2014 Melissa Leigh Clarke. All Rights Reserved.

About Melissa Leigh

I believe that every life is full of endless moments that help you, hurt your, change you, inspire you, and allow you to mold yourself into the best version of yourself that you can possibly be. Stories exist in all of us and need to be shared in order to grow.
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