Lost Love

A damp streak of hair lay like a dash of blue paint across her cheek
Two rows of brass buttons on her dress gleamed in the sunlight
I certainly am awfully glad to see you again.
Her voice glowing and singing.
I’ve heard it said that Daisy’s murmur was only to
make people lean toward her.
Are you in love with me?
You make me feel uncivilized, Daisy.
Daisy’s face was smeared with tears
She wouldn’t let go of the letter
You know I love you.
She came out with an absolutely perfect reputation.
I glanced at Daisy who was staring terrified
Daisy ought to have something in her life
The trouble is that sometimes she gets foolish ideas in her head
and doesn’t now what she’s doing.
Her frightened eyes told that whatever intentions,
whatever courage she had, were definitely gone.
Daisy looked desperately
You know I love you.