Undecided

3/7/2013

It is raining outside
Won't you come in
And let me see your saddened gaze

Lines across your palms
As they are pressed to the misted window
Deliver me to distant horizons

I wonder if you would like
Tea or coffee

Won't you come in
Let the fires of intrigue guide you
It is raining outside
In here...

Well...
I shall show you what lies inside
If you accept the invitation

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6 Comments

PoppySilver

3/6/2013 10:07:29 pm

Thanks for reading.

Natasha link

3/6/2013 10:13:23 pm

I suspect that's an invitation many would find difficult to refuse. Love the picture you paint of the hands against the glass...fantastic work...but it always is!

Joe

3/6/2013 10:45:13 pm

Beautiful poetry, Poppy!!!! <3

Michele Shaw link

3/6/2013 10:47:14 pm

Oh, Poppy, you so captured a universal human longing to gather and share. We all need others as much as we need to be alone at times. And those we invite in don't always accept which isn't easy.

Christine link

3/6/2013 11:15:32 pm

Or would you? ♥

Matthew Martinek link

3/7/2013 12:01:35 am

This really works on many levels. Acceptance ,skepticism, ignorance, seduction. It says so much in such a simple alluring way. Now to make the decision......

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