Saturday, October 9, 2010


My face reflected in the mirror.
The lines etched in my skin.
Showing all the worry and strain I carry with me.
I see loneliness.
I am afraid of that.
This life I lead is not what I hoped for.
Loneliness pervades
seeps in.
Love is waiting inside
bursting to come forth.
Craving touch
All around me the world keeps moving.

       Leaving me jostled and bruised.
Skin against skin
bringing warmth

A reflection of possibilities
      if but I can reach them.

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