Jagged emotions run her down.
Crazy is the illusion,
Mystery enshrouds,
Blaming past begins to surface,
Slumberous principles returning,
Intuition quietly rages,
Reverberant reflections,
Laces bind her hidden treasures,
© 1998, Ms. Carol Dierking
"Jagged Treasures"
Ragged judgements make her frown.
Hazy is the conclusion.
History is made in crowds.
Claiming beauty from her face.
Emulous assumptions churning.
Ammunition locked in cages.
Exuberant intentions.
Traces of her hidden pleasures.
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