Hidden Woman

An endless whisper of mad love

Marked by the playful humming that is her voice.

 

Her eyes shielded by fear of perception,

Were once deep with emotion and feeling.

 

Her face shows only a smile,

While her soul shows wild ambitions.

 

Her existence once revealed by a simple wink or laugh,

Now just blends in with the crowd.

 

Minds race to never forget that distant memory,

So they may alway remember the perfect hidden woman.