Fool Am I...

Glancing over my shoulder
I caught her staring out the windowpane,
It stopped me in my tracks
My soul spellbound once again,
From cascades of silken amber tresses
Dancing down a porcelain fair face,
To frame those pastel eyes of powdery green.

And pressed up closer to the glass
I noticed parted trembling lips of rosy pink
Mouth undecipherable words towards my heart
For it was not rain running down her cheeks
But teardrops I had caused for being rash
Fool am I to cause such needless thoughtless pain
So running to her arms, I fled again!

by Phillip Gallant

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