displaced emotions run away
and it's hard to find them
when they wander,
meandering around in lost trails
in your head
soft black soil
underneath your feet that
pad along patiently in the dirt
toes curl in anticipation,
shivers down your back
as fingers run through your hair
anonymous embraces
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
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