I think about the women
I played with as a child
the ones we made believe we were
Debbie Reynolds, Elizabeth Taylor
the ones we play now
lover,singer, muse
the women in the next room
black leotard, gold earrings
lips moving
window full of snow
closet full of dreams
houseful of sorrows


Patry Francis said...

And this one, too! Loved this one. Glad you put these up.

rdl said...

Thanks,glad you remember them.

MB said...

Another strong one. I like the emotional complexity you convey, so simply.

rdl said...

Thanks mb.

Kuntry Konfession said...

niiice. says it all. simple and to the point it hits my core.