Pandora’s Box

It started out with a kiss in a scene
A silent dream in black and white
Beauty brought silver to the screen
With eyes that sparkled so bright

Then it was the expected senses that mattered
And the new dream became a coloured noise
Leaving the old silver tattered
And beauty was lost without a voice

© 2013 Varja Linnea Askeland all rights reserved
(A poem I wrote as a tribute to Louise Brooks)

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