*you stepped
into my room
last night
quietly watching me dream
the warmth of
your breath
floating towards me
hesitation
as emotions fluctuated
a kaliedescope
all the possibilities,
ever changing
I almost felt
then not...
a moment
when we may have
reconnected
yet
your seperation
from me palpable
eyes shut
my hypervigilance
instinctual
protecting my being
knowing
that by opening
myself to you
I may feel
my heart
breaking
once again*
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Christi Michaels.
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