A sweltering day,
in the haze of deception-
in another dream deferred.

Walking with my face buried in shame.
Yearning for a blessing,
perhaps, a sign from above,
or just one single breath.
Something that would inspire, anything, that,
would make it worth to keep going one more day!

In the haze of deception, I walked into his space,
my eyes glued to the background as the Geisha caught my gaze,
with her gory red lips fanning her passion away.
But, the cherry blossom returned me-to his face.

In the midst, of that sweltering day.
In the haze of deception….
my dream was no longer deferred.    

LeydisProse
10/2016
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