Wrong Side Of Paradise

Monday, 7 October 2013


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Remnants of a summer's day ending. 
Shapes rushing home, merging, blending. 

I'm feeling beat. Steaming coffee outside. Position a chair to rest my feet.

Stealing glances. Night advances. 

People watching. Coy smiles. Subtle blushing.

The fading sun glows. Time slows. 
Struck by Deja Vu. 

Across the street A girl I knew. What to do? 

Stop my arm from raising up. 
Sit and watch. Look don't touch.

Satin hair blows out of her face. 

Flashbacks to a familiar place. 

Warm nights on a now lonely bed.
Dancing fingers on my chest.

Love felt but left unsaid.

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