i am the bottom of Cinderella’s slipper
not seen and feels many hurts
was caressed once
when yonder a man searched for his love
one to call  - his love
the sweetness of the touch
as it longed and looked
for a glimpse of the road
as to pave the way
for others to see
the gold weave between layers
almost worn off by the wear
glass - is see through
and your own reflection
can get in the way
of how the dream ends
or begins –as it is the perfect fit
and two is seen as one
because you cant see through
what once was clear is now solid
solid,  now that sounds like a rock

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Patricia May Neiderer
almost 7 years

thanks you (all) i enjoy putting one word after another in a way to play with it's hairs

Norman Goldstein
almost 7 years

wonderful mind pull.....you got me ......

Cory Garcia
almost 7 years

Very cool :)

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