Lady, within the city I cannot see
Posted on 17. Jan, 2007 by Barry Hurd in Coffee - Volume Two, Love
She was beautiful, the kind of definition artists try to capture
in song, the flavor or rose water as it touches your lips.
She was the kind of presence that people remarked about.
The lady in black, that gave reason for a poem,
a brief insight to the human condition, known only as beautiful.