A woman and the Rolex…
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1 min readJun 5, 2016
There is an occasional traveller on the number 96 tram I catch to work. She is a striking woman of glorious years. I felt compelled to reach for my notebook and pen…
Audrey, Isabella and Juliette waft
Like the sweetest of scents
In the touch of your hair
The delicate jot of your notebook
A self conscious girl becomes woman
Across time yet timeless
There are many good looking people, but beauty is as rare as it is precious, for it springs from deep places.
And like art, belongs to the beholder.
