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Angela Moreno Aug 2015
I'm hanging by a thread.
I have no fight left in me.
Turn over your shoulder
And you will no longer find
The man willing to stand for himself.
Instead, in his place,
You will find a small child
Weeping at your feet,
Begging you not to cut the thread
That's keeping my heart beating
Slow, like a heavy dripping faucet.
Angela Moreno Aug 2015
You've been here before.
The place where you stood before him
With a hummingbird in your chest    
And an outstretched hand
Waiting for him to grab hold.
But only after minutes of hesitation
Did he finally latch on
Only to shake his head,  
To regretfully tell you,
"This is my home."
And as you stared into the forest
Of his eyes
Your heart broke
Because you understood.
With the lightest brush from yours lips to his
And a bittersweet tear stain on your cheek
You started a single set of footprints
On the road you had blindly hoped
You'd never walk in solitude again.
Angela Moreno Aug 2015
Somehow the dying widow bore to smile
Yet my own tears do not fall.
People dance for their lives, for a while,
And I sing an unheard call.
Ending the start.
It took my soul,
It took my heart.
Slowly, so slowly,
It all drips
Typical words
From your typical lips.
Angela Moreno Aug 2015
Two a.m.
And I stare up towards the ceiling
At a moth circling my light bulb.
I wonder what is so attractive
About my tiny glass sun
And am curious to know
Where the moth will go
When the sun burns out.
And as I stare at this moth
Hypnotized, determined in love,
I debate whether or not I lied to you,
As I slip my hand into my pillowcase
Searching for a sleeping pill
The same size and shape
As Manhattan.
Angela Moreno Aug 2015
If I possessed all the knowledge in the world,
I would give it all up
Just to know where you went
And if you are alright.
I cherished every glance at your face
And every glance you gave to me.
Had I known my time for those opportunities would be so short,
I'd have cherished them all the more.
I never knew your name,
And I never needed to.
But to know of your safety,
I would give the world.
My heart aches as I question
Whether or not you are still alive,
For the last few times I saw you,
You appeared to be fading away.
Your skin was so wrinkled,
Your face so burdened.
What I would have given
To hold your face in my hands
And smooth out each wrinkle with my thumbs.
It's just a silly idea
Of making you young again,
With some crazy hope
That you and I could be together.
I swore I'd never loved you.
I knew nothing else about you
Except your physical appearance--
Not to be considered handsome.
But to me you were beautiful.
Your sunken, hollowed eyes,
Your muddy curls,
The shape of your figure,
And the age of your face.
You were the one I longed to know.
But this time I fear
You are gone for good.
I never knew your name,
I never knew your story.
All I knew is whom you reminded me of,
And I know how that eventually was separated,
And how you and you alone
Were the one whom I would give
All my years for one night of holding close to my chest,
Where we'd never learn each other's names,
But you would learn the warmth of my *****
And the rhythm of my heart.
And I would know you.
And that would be enough.
Angela Moreno Aug 2015
The feeling of his arm around her
Brought upon new feelings,
A comfort and security
That made her wish      
She could remain there forever.
But the feeling of his arm around her
Also brought back memories
That made her throat tighten,
Made her stomach lurch,
And made her pull away
Like a dog beaten one too many times.
Angela Moreno Aug 2015
Out of fear
Of losing him,
I told him,
"I'm lost without you."
But a statement like that
Means nothing
To a man
With a map
To the next woman
And one foot out the door.
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