The memories, they flood, my mind.

I remember you. I remember me.

Together.

Walking. Talking. Smiling. Laughing.

I close my eyes. There you are.

My breath. Stolen away by you.

My spine. Tingles at the thought of you.

My muscles. Chill at your touch.

My heart. Beats for you.

Cold, Clammy. Bumps. On my skin.

I can’t explain.

I can’t describe.

That moment.

My heart. It hurt.

Not because of pain. Because of joy.

It’s a secret. We share.

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I thought.        You.    were. gone.

You’re.

Darkness.

stabbing.

seeping.

saturating.

You’re.

Darkness.

clouding

crowding.

crushing.

Engorging.      You.    have. taken. hold.

I don't want to to break you. I don't want to break me.

If I touch you. Will you crumble? In my hands? Will you disappear? Will I?

I've barely gotten to see your soul. Will you leave this soon?

If I slow down...my heart...it stops beating.

My body...it will wither and die. The lion’s strength is only grounded in her fight to protect the weak. Tears will only blur her nightly watch.

Never free to run alone. Living for the life of others. Burdened by the weight of another.

Wanting to run away.

I tied myself to your mast and got swept away.

Will I ever live?

Impregnated with more than just a child, her mind is full of the life ahead. She sits on the grey cement porch step. A black t-shirt, frayed cut-off  shorts, and years that belong to a much older soul. Matter of factually she will talk about her difficult life as though it has easily slipped off of her icy back, but inside she is a million broken pieces swept up and thrown away into the deep cavity of her heart. Hidden for so long, no one would recognize her broken frame if she emerged from the dark places. She knows that the pieces cannot be returned to their original place. They must be used to make something new. Something different. Not what it was. Not what it should have been. Something. Entirely. Different.

Your hand within my reach,
might as well be a million miles away.
Your voice so clear,
but sounds so distant
A wall stands between us,
it will never be broken down.
I kick and scream at the barrier,
which keeps me from you.
You will always replace the bricks I remove.