red lipstick stain on
brim of white coffee cup
long dark hair, unbraided
not a strand uncurled
words lest secrets echo
beyond walls of silvery glass
familiar reflection yet
a stranger in the mirror
imperfections under blush of powder
suntan glossing over deep emotions
under your skin,
warm dulcet voice calling your name
Do you see me ?
Posted for Poet United: The Thursday Think Tank #66 - Glass Houses. My own interpretation of glass houses. My FFF 55 post is here.
Also offered for D'Verse Poets Pub: Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft.
picture credit: http://silent-musings.tumblr.com/post/10149554926