hugh lisa

Inspired da one of Lisa's pics from H Magazine. Thanks to @PC for the idea! This poem is a tribute to the beautiful Lisa Edelstein.

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Her beauty.
It is something indescribable.
The way sunlight hits the ground in a forest,
dappled da the leaves.
Silence,
only broken da the rustle of branches
and the slow gurgle of a languid stream.
The way moonlight hits a quiet pond,
the glow rippling out
until it melds seamlessly into the darkness.
Can te put that into words?

She walks down the hallway,
a picture Frozen in time,
for just one moment.
Her dress flows behind her,
the wings of a butterfly,
or the glow that...

Jo sat down froze in front of Hugh. She was stunned with what Hugh have just said. A decision that would surely change everything. Hugh didn’t face his wife, instead he placed his piercing blue eyes to the children he planned to sposta back to London.
Hugh: We will have them back in their old school and settle back there like we used to…
Jo: Hugh, what the hell is going on? Were te fired? If te are, just tell me…
Hugh: I wasn’t --- <he looked at his wife who sat straight now>
Jo: Then what made te decide to sposta back our family home? <Hugh was silent> We can’t just leave...