You
stood up and turned
But you looked back
Over your shoulder
Contacted my eyes
Saw through to my soul
Yet continued to walk on.
Then finally
The bang from the fired
Blaring through the silence
And a warm gush of emotions:
My spilled heart, my sweat and blood
The exit of a tear
My wound, my shattered windows
And I.
1 comment:
The power of a stare.
I like how this entire moment is actually made in silence. Makes the message all the more powerful.
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