Oh well. It's my blog. I can do what I want to. :) I haven't named this one yet...suggestions?
With each hug
I am filled with meaning.
Each pair of arms
speaks to me,
tells of the journeys
the shared laughter
communal tears.
Every one bittersweet,
but I am not sad
I do not weep.
Then you hug me.
Your embrace is not
inside of your arms;
they are silent.
You embrace me
with your words
and the jar of my heart
is cracked,
leaking these journeys,
allowing them to swirl
and push behind my eyes.
This is the last time
we will dance together...
(eyes closed)
For a while.
For a while.
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