Stepping gracefully on the steps,
She glanced back at me.
Her large grey eyes looked askance,
And shifted beautifully.
I wondered why she is mystifying,
Me by every passing moment.
It seems as if she's wondering too,
At something only she knows best.
Climbing the stairs to her house,
She lowered her head a little.
And I heard a soft but slow,
"Farewell" in her voice seeming brittle.
But however broken her tone was,
It had some melodious height.
Thus attracting me back towards her,
As she vanished from my sight.
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