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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Her

Your eyes went soft
When you looked at me.
So I felt pretty secure.
And pretty.
Yeah, I felt pretty.
Your voice crept up and swept me in—
I didn't know what to expect.
With each new jump
We made a wave
And discovered all there was.
A trip and a skip and a fall from heaven,
You’re right. I should meet you there.
Windy days met their match,
In that kiss,
In that hug,
In that fear.
You stared at me and
Saw the moon
In my eyes.
I thought I saw the same in yours.
It’s a mountain, it’s a molehill, it’s a colossal mighty jump!
With you, that is,
To trust again,
Was everything I could want.
I couldn't hide from your
Knowing eyes,
So my fear to feel was real.
But all I was,
In those two months,
Was a home within a home.
Feeling you was a bright new dream!
Each breath,
Each hand,
Each world you brought—
I was enamored, to say the least.
But O, the walls, came tumbling down!
And falling down they came!
I looked into your eyes one night,
And her face stared back at me.
It wasn't me,
It was never me,
You wanted next to you.
It was her,
It was always her,
So I’ll go quietly.



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