She

She….

She spoke
She peaks into deep, bleak shows…
She sweeps what she knows..
She’s she and she knows..
She grows .. So
-strong she not —
-only shocks but she stuns what was –once.

Once a thought, a side, a clear Air ..
A seven – then when ten pins placed she faced them all. Fall down she demands she hands her hands as I find- A delicate split…

She couldn’t get —
Not a bit no … No oh no, oh. No. Not
any thicker skinned—-thickened skin..
Complements her thick and thin.
Saves this Day!
— she was made for day.
She’s been made to play..
-A –a player.

A speech that
-Speaks
She sleeps when she sneaks –
–off in thoughts
She’s often taught
By lessons life leaves..
It seems that life leaves ..
So she keeps leaving these..
On her mind as if it’s this machine .. made for messages…
But she gets messages.
The message is..
She can’t leave —
he won’t see
When his mom..
What his mom..
She…
Keeps leaving…
……………..
…..But…
……What .. Where …and… Why?
Oh… And –who will you
Ever turn toward… ??
She’s been burned more.. .. She’s ..she is.. The fire that smoked her fingertips. She’s -she is.
More-
Times than she can find -fingers to count on… Toes scrunch in her shoes when she searches for digits ..
Numerals are quickly disappearing..
She’s beyond them too..
She’s been you..
Her ivory-porcelain china —
chews.
She’s kind of whose????
She’s tryin’ to renew..
Her library is due ..
She is my -mary miss sue
She misreads the news.
She wants to stop and wander, to stop and wonder..
She ….
She, she needs or maybe she wants to be — that –be who she seems or could be seen as.. She sees the scene as – the same as ….
Oh -The same old soul…
Isn’t old — the greatest cold since she’s been on hold..
In the fold, she’s been in a crease..
She’s the smiling face that you place those eyes on..
She tries on skies to her surprise the cloud can’t rise– any higher.
She’s been higher..
But now!!
Now…
She wants higher.
She wants flight..
She wants to right all dim
to light what they call him …
She wants to fight til it’s all grim in that her fight flew and it’s a weakened step that leaves her feet dropping heel first.. Hers is a sound with each step she’s bound to be bouncing back..
These thoughts leave her back..
With lines from the shine that screams at her back..
She’s been back..
Stepping back. Ooooohhh. Oh.

She’s —been back. —-She’s back.
Her back is strong, shoulders hold her head in position when, she’s positioned in — this here match.. She’s here to catch her share she has to dare.. She has to .. She has you – so have her.
She, she has.
She, she has.. She is.

it’s her -she lives- she is. She is.
..
She ..
She, She is.
She.
Be easy on her because she’s on her. She’s gone -her is gone.
She, she is.
Be easy ’cause she leaves easy traces.
She leaves a chase this day as the same chase left her.
She grabs seashells for her little fells.
She, she tells.
So watch as her forehead finds your minds focus. So watch, watch as she finds focus. Watch — watch as she swims and talks to sand and spells her name in the rain… She’s been on your brain. This boarding plane is your delay because she, she, she .. She is yours this May.
She adores your bay.

She, she,.. She She
It’s She.
Cry her
Lie in her sleep -weep deep trails of drench.. Say all this stench is yours and smile when she does because she was yours.
.. Even when she, she’s yours.
She, she.
She’s yours.
Laugh when she lets you. I’ll let you wet you if she gets you laughing like sea lions in cartoon designed saloons ..
She smells of nine perfumes.
She is fine but fumes are falling while she just walks. She’s just not to be ignored.
She, she is. She is yours.
She’s got you laughing like laughing trucks, she dumps her sorrow she hides from her tides low – she finds no need to see or be low. She needs high. She, she is.
She, she is.
She is.
She.
She.
She sees and does – she seasoned rugs that her soles flavored, thank her. Fore she, she is.
She.