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You are, he is, back again

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You remind me of a friend I had at university. Something about your frame; something about the way you stand. Or maybe it’s the way you lean towards me with this release of energy and your words pouring out. I’m sure he used to do that. I’m sure he used to make laughter fall out of me like a cough trapped in the back of my throat. And somehow there was something about him I wanted to have. And this is the feeling I have about you.

We are stumbling over each other’s sentences, completing them, pushing them off to other spaces, bringing them back in new colours. We are talking in waves: crescendos of ideas and then heaving back because this connection is not such a great idea, we know. But the wave builds up again and we feel the rush as we connect and let’s just have one last drink and let’s just talk about one last thing. Why not enjoy surfing over because I so rarely stand next to someone and look out at the world. I so rarely trust the person’s point of view so I can say: can you feel; can you see? And your arm is on my shoulder and you know before I finish because you can see it too.

And it’s just for a short while, not forever, and life moves on because it works in bigger waves. For one whole night I was in love with you.


Written by elikafm

March 15, 2010 at 4:48 pm

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  1. Stunning!


    March 19, 2010 at 8:49 am

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