originally posted on mysecretinnuendo.com

he moved at a speed that allowed him to replace loss.

each morning from a painted scene to a dark bluff.

you'll try your whole life to understand how a single person can affect you as much.

how it can seem as if you came here just to wait. years. knowing something then that you would later feel, at first illusive, later definitive. that it was your forever. the bridge was of time.

sometimes you just wait—your mind, your body and the silence. the backs of your eyes aching, but calmed with what will later be known as meant to be.

Behind your secret eyes

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    Behind your secret eyes

    Express how it is to be a writer, where your inner poet comes from, your beautiful stories, your creative thought process, your poetry, all begging to be heard. Words from the heart, brain, body and spirit. What lives secretly inside you? — Managed by mysecretinnuendo.com

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