Edges I'm looking at the gentle edges of your face. Your chin rounded off so perfectly with your Head tilted slightly to the right. The mood on your skin Like the moon at midnight. Your cheeks as full as ever. The corners of your smile venturing closer And closer to the ends of your ears. But When I look Into your eyes Void Of the happiness That they once knew I Realise that The rest of your face Now Tells lies. I'm looking at the gentle edges of your face. Your chin rounded off so perfectly with your Head tilted slightly to the right. But the person I'm looking at Is Not You. 📸: @vivid_ink56 #throwbackthursdays #poetry #wokenight #wokearts #wokeartsgathering #poet (at Old Fire Station)















