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…