One sip
One smileA connection of unknown proportions hits me
and I jump on it, knowing it is for me
A twinkle in his eyes
With one sweeping movement I seize power over my life again
throwing out the bad, keeping the good, knowing what's what
Sober again
A gentle and insecure kiss on my cheek
Old, rotten structures fall crashing down, peeling from my mind
and I know where to go, what needs to be done
to be felt and to be interpreted
He takes my hand and kisses me deeply
Like a girl I panic and forget what I actually feel
and he takes a step back
Two cups of hot chocolate
Our answers stand before us
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2011-05-08 at 23:30
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