Waves of Souls

by

Heather Prudence Davis

I can't even decipher
All the dead fish eye googlies
You are carefully tossing me.
I am finding it impossible
to overlook the numerous
coincidences of our similiarities
and how they've maneuvered
their way into the fabrik
of our daily being.
I can't get you off my mind
You are always with me
By my side.
I can't help but feel a
certain amount of reciprocation.
Those eyes. The longness of your body.
The beautiful magnetic colors
You embrace me with almost
every time we meet.
Thoughts of the past keep
creepy crawling their way
into my head.
Making my stomach turn.
I picture those eyes again.
I can feel you arrive
A sudden light peace
comes over me.
And for the few
brief moments we spend
together at a time,
I am happy and worry free.

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