Monday, April 24, 2006

A Slight Chance...

 

Feels like rain.
a cool breeze kiss
a whispered reminder

to stop .oOtake a momentOo. or two

brilliant grey skies peer down
longing to sob
begging to let go
so I stare back
reclined on overstuffed emotions
comfortable – in this moment
[caught] between headache
and heartbreak

***waiting for the first drop***

to signal that it’s o.k. to .c.
.r.
don’t wait to soak my soul .y.
drown current inhibitions .
and dissolve insecurities

I’ve been praying for an excuse to let myself be:

w a s h e d a w a y…

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