Revolving

Moon lite comes down into our faces

Clouds move in-faces change

The warmed expression comes alive

Angriness comes around the corner

Frustration is what really is out of confusion of it all

She molds to this new life nothing to much about her self

Still finding strength to hold it all in from his sight

The pain from which is unknown to him moving from day to day

Carrying the pain on her confusion steps with in her soul as well

Longing for day of once was in her mind

Yearning more each day

She takes that extra step that long over due to reach out to him

Worried expression set in her face

Worried of that will never come to them

Kay Jones

The Art And The Demon