A thought came alive, but away it hid
It stole a glance, from under the eyelids
Sometimes from you, sometimes from me
It asked for words to set it free
Words to wear, so from the lips it can flee
A voice it can embrace and sway with glee
But this thought is a feeling…..just a feeling
Like a fragrance floating in the breeze
A fragrance that is unspeaking
You live with it
I am aware of it
Out in the open for the world to see
What is this unknown mystery?
Bella
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