She walks by, wind in her hair, music in her ears
You don't know it but she's moving with the beat
She doesn't stop, she doesn't look, the streets are hers to walk
You know the face is familiar but it's vague at best
She's oblivious to this unspoken turmoil she's created
You don't move, you don't chase, you just stare after her
She will cross your path again, you will notice that beat
And one day you will know the song she walks to
You don't know it but she's moving with the beat
She doesn't stop, she doesn't look, the streets are hers to walk
You know the face is familiar but it's vague at best
She's oblivious to this unspoken turmoil she's created
You don't move, you don't chase, you just stare after her
She will cross your path again, you will notice that beat
And one day you will know the song she walks to
Bambola x
8 comments:
this is awesome, lover. <3
This is awesome.
I want to know her AND be her.
Great poem, thanks for sharing
i like this a lot. <3
good one
gorgeous poem. you should write more. i'd love to read more of your work :)
xoxo,
Micaela
thanks for your comment.
your writing is beautiful as well. your blog is really inspiring :D
I love it.
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