Sara

Richman

CRAYON CANDLE

Easy strokes of cool gloss,
Shapely curved at the erected tip of memories.
Scars of black faded against jaded dreams;
-wishes, hopes, desires.
Imperfected circles of youth
Waxed together to fit a mold,
Each another feast,
-another dream to behold.

EYES OF THE FUTURE

The eyes of innocence and inexperienced pleasure
wonders and desired yet unknown,
-yet to be told.
Wishing for the future; to reach that point in life
Her hand being left empty and alone.

My eyes of confusion, delirium, frustration.
History and dilemmas left unfixed
-left, untold; empty
Pain from the past; fear of the future
My hand being left empty and alone.