CAMEO (His story)
Recitations are below these two posts, if you would like to read along. CAMEO There she stood, silent and unassuming No one turned, as she took a step toward Me, head down, her cloak gently flowing Floating on a mist that carried her forward I could not look away, held in fascination Yet she went unnoticed entering the room Her presence filled the space where she stood Like a candle flame that lightens the gloom Captured by her spell, I could not resist her I stood motionless, held fast to this place When she stopped and turned toward me Brushing the veil aside revealing her face Dark hair framed her skin, a soft alabaster Translucent, porcelain, such delicate features Her eyes shone like emeralds in the sun And I stretched out my hand to reach for hers. . . Bodies of people began to obscure my view I was losing her in this bustling crowd She spoke to me through her blush red lips But the volume of the room was too ...