Mary Jane's Shoes

Mary Jane's Shoes

Musings of one person among many. Not exceptional in any way, as with all, I have exceptional experiences and varied reactions to those events. Mine is one of many life stories and how I manage and cope with the events which make my life my own, I attempt to put forth by way of my writings.

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Meeting Again

February 12, 2012

I’ve never wanted anyone so much.

His voice, it drives deeply.

Sears as fire.

Burns as ice,

on my skin.

And I have yet to turn and meet his eyes.

~

His voice, it stops my movement.

Words in my direction

bring a weakness, and

tense anticipation,

as music plays that I no longer hear.

And I have yet to turn and meet his eyes.

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