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Feb 2014
I miss the feeling of your eyes on my back.

The way they burned through my skin
& how we looked at each other without actually locking eyes.

& when we did lock eyes everything seemed to stop

There was a satisfaction in your stare
I wanted you to look at me forever

But things have changed

& now your eyes burn through me for only a moment
& when our eyes lock nothing stops

I miss the feeling of your eyes on my back.
Adna T
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Adna T  NY
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