What is there within the face?
I've known thousands, after all.
Have loved - or believed I did -
A few amongst that crowd.
The shimmer of life in eyes
More import than their colour.
The rich huskiness of voice
A stronger lure than words.
So - is it voice, or just the face
That captures me, and haunts me so?
Or - am I meant to never know?
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