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“Something About Her by Stewart Stafford Her cemetery chill touch, Felt in porcelain hands, Vacant heartbeat stolen, Desert of smooth sand. Her eyes were portals, To a feral, scary land, With no outlet or relief, Automaton at her command. Yes, break the spell now, An eye blink from losing all, Just a heave and it is broken, New dawn beyond her thrall. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
Something About Her by Stewart Stafford
Her cemetery chill touch,
Felt in porcelain hands,
Vacant heartbeat stolen,
Desert of smooth sand.
Her eyes were portals,
To a feral, scary land,
With no outlet or relief,
Automaton at her command.
Yes, break the spell now,
An eye blink from losing all,
Just a heave and it is broken,
New dawn beyond her thrall.
© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.