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Sep 2015
The sun beat down on my exposed skin.
I looked up into the blue and drank it in.
I felt the heat soaking up the water that ran down my back.
Not realizing what danger lay on this track.
I brought my eyes back down and they fell upon you.
My heart beat picked up, and my muscles tightened too.
Suddenly a new internal force sparked to life.
And I wielded it like a knife.
For the first time they came together, my body and my mind.
And I used them like I never had to make two beings intertwined.
Like a missile I was locked on course.
Only disarmed by an older wiser force.
I never forgot the feeling of discovering myself.
Of using them together to collect hearts for the shelf.
But that was then and this is now.
Life has worked her magic and eventually my confidence had to bow.
I still know how to weave them together, how to use my special skill.
But I am no longer that girl in the water, armed and going in for the ****.
Now a woman with battle scars, and smile that has earned its place.
Looking for a hunter who can maybe keep pace.
Rachel Dyer
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Rachel Dyer  Scotland
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