She Dresses In Words

She is steady to the core.
Stirred.
Entranced by sunflowers…
Enraptured by the notes
pouring from Pablo’s blue guitar…
A face borne
from another time.
A composition between
every double line.
A longing dream
and quiet despair.
She is a metaphor.
Dropping words here and there,
giving life,
moving softly through the air.
Cautious,
but not overly…
She moves, like liquid grace
throughout the day,
barely noticing the trivial script
people often say.
Water completes her,
and eases her journey.
She awakens,
showers in soliloquies
and dresses herself in words.
Photographer: Rebecca Askew

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