Sweet youth with its ghostly shadows of regret encircling the mind of an aging maid...like vultures waiting to descend Capturing those passions left unspoken from a self-conscious shy student in church choir. His flawless skin drew me in like an invisible magnet. My eyes followed his every unnoticed move in anguished longing. My silent lips uttered no audible words even when he reached out to touch my long deep golden hair. I reminisce and suddenly he's right here His jet black hair and handsome face remain frozen in youth as my words left, unspoken. 4-23-19 ~Second Place~ Honourable Mentions worth mentioning. Sponsor Richard Lamoureux Contest Judged: 5/12/2019 9:11:00 AM WHAT WAS LEFT UNSAID~HM~ Contest Judged: 4/24/2019 8:46:00 PM Sponsored by: Line Gauthier |