– 2005
Afraid of you and afraid for me.
What will people think?
I can’t allow my fantasy to become real.
Will anyone understand?
Can I face the image in the mirror?
There is no certainty in what we do.
No promise, no reproach.
A meeting of the minds.
The mind stimulates the sense of touch and the need for expression intensifies.
I step out of my shell and come alive.
You retreat.
Another missed opportunity.
The door is sealed.
The blood has ceased to flow.
Anger cripples the conversation.
Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
I know.
This is the finale.
Take a bow.
A curtsey.
The last dance has come.
The performance is cut short.
I say a prayer for you and me as we travel separate roads to love.
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