Threshold

An everyday face

that belongs to vibrancy

Yet goes unnoticed

A second look

And in those eyes

one sees

a hint of surprise 

As if on the edge

Of something anew

There lay

A meticulous intent of frankness

The lips artfully curved 

To speak in abundance

Needing no explanation

A lyrical face 

Not of captive art

But of Longing

To Live…