Your Face

First Posted: 11/06/08
Posted by: JMaC

I
 saw something

In your face when you looked at me
An old shade in your smile
When you peeked at me
Another place
Another time
Buried?
In a now too fragile human mind

There when your skin was Lizzy-green
Not speckled white
There 
That woman
Always up for a fight
An arrogant warrior
When that soft smooth touch
Was a vicious and leathered claw

Recognition is a treacherous chess game
Who am I really?
What's your real name?
Wave the willow
Clap a mysterious hand
And ease the fog
Paint you a muddled picture
Random words in a stripped-down blog

Haunted desires
Tethered to an invisible string
Curious needs
I saw something
It's a murky script of chance
I saw something 
It's got wings
And it can dance

And kill

Like no one else in this foreign place
Looks are deceiving
Says the face

I am the frightening scent of the chase


Your Face © 2008 Ahkenaton  

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