Her head was bowed,
Nose buried
In a sea of pages,
Drinking in a pool
Of information,
Waiting.
Her green eyes were sharp,
Cutting through words
Like glass,
Legs tucked beneath
Her slim frame,
Watching.
She had long brown hair,
Strands in every direction
From wind's fingers,
Posture bent,
Hungry for knowledge,
Chasing.
Her hands gripped the book
Knuckles white,
Body now utterly still,
Scared her thoughts
Would run away,
Caught.
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Penny For Your Thoughts (Sneak Peak)
PoetryA collection of short and long poems inspired by hardships, friendships, family, beauty, and random things that make me happy. I have self published this book on lulu.com so I'm not putting the entire book on Wattpad and most of poems in the book I...
