Stillness

Silver pinpricks
On the black silk
Of the sky
Starring a
Milky white moon
Slashing pearly light
Into the room
Casting an ethereal glow
on her, flitting
across the floor
In a gossamer gown
Gazing at her pale face
In the mirror
With a stranger's eyes
A peaceful countenance
hiding the turmoil within
Scarlet-tipped fingers
smear ruby red
on her lips
Pinch colour
Into her cheeks
Her azure glance
Pierces the door
That she knows
Nobody will knock on
Impatiently seeking
Her company
The splash of water
From the overflowing tub
Pattering on the
Tiled floor
Draws her gracefully
Into the depths
Rippling, her
Hair spreads
out darkly as
Bubbles pop
The surface
And then all is still


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