10 May 2012
She twinkles in the light Drifts her glowing eyes across their faces Silent now, quietness She wonders 'will they notice?' A question lost in her inaudible sigh She stirs A world or colours dance across her soul Weave in and out of visibility An extravagant display lost in the aching silence She Shivers, glinting like ice 'do they notice?'
A regal gentleman, his suit of green Alighted with hundreds of sparkling, gleaming designs Blinking and shimmering A buzz of life, vibrancy His very nature is eclectic 'will they notice?' him, and yes He is approached, complimented Respected His fingers entwine around jewels rich in colour Upon his head a star hat that shimmers Dreams are built around him
She watches him, she stirs again Tries to make herself noticed But she is constrained to the wants of an unpromising breeze Pretty as she is, she will not move me
The Lady Versus The Gentleman • Opuss № I