| Pomegranate Words |
Thomas Unfamiliar by Erin O'Keefe, 16, Richmond, Virginia My memory always acquiesces To the demands of my coercive heart Usually meek in its meetings The solitude seems flammable, igniting the fire The scene plays In fuzzed sepia hues Yet the image shatters all hindering static Showing a visage reserved for those of true aesthetic taste Sitting on beige-carpeted stairs Speckled with dust and dirt Affable smile accompanied by reaching hands Desire to hold onto the corporeal while I grasp for invisible meaning No longer aloof The distance evaporates Misting the moment with unprecedented passion Credulously believing it to be the start of romance The incident melts to black As the last glimpse of caring lips are seen My heart stops the show before the plight steals the stage Preferring to belie the situation with the simple impression That love is in existence |