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Jan 2018
I summoned you
With a quick look
Of my eyes darting over
There you were
In your apron and gray beanie
A radiant undeniable charm
Taking charge
The king of hummus
The leader of the Naschtmarkt.

It was then and there
I picked you out
Like I just had to cover you
In a temporary love
Where we would hold hands
Like it was just us
As the New Year chimed on
Dancing on stage in front of a fan
I broke off a piece of ecstasy
Urging you to let me still feel free
Women coming to me
Kissing me on the lips
Like I was the belle of the ball
Because I was
And I made it so.

I brought you home though
I told you I would
My knees up against your chest
You spilt that European cash
And showed me around like
I was your true love.

Maybe I was
For a moment in time
And I tried to let you be mine
Though I knew it would as usual
End with my leaving.

You messaged me the other day
I miss you this morning
Photos and videos of us remaining
In my phone
But I don't look at them all that often
It is all still just so fresh.

I wanted and want
To soak up and lick everything
But I take pause from all the attention
Glitter from my dress
Falling every which way.

I traipsed around the city
Like I was the most popular girl in town
Couldn't speak a lick of German well
And I was.

Pour it up, hearts on my sleeve
Snapping photos with strangers
We smoke spliffs and own the coffee
Piping hot under our hung over eyes
Sleeping until the sun meets our smiles
It all feels like a dream now.

But it was no dream
It was a very real
Very tangible experience
That made me stronger, less afraid
And I awake now
In my American ways
In my American bed
More fulfilled
More me.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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   Imran Islam
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