I sit here in almost complete happiness ( Read more... )

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Tap my pen,
legs bouncing.
Write furiously,
Stop.
Look around,
Read.
Words moving.
Music,
Need music.
Fumble with head phones.
Coffee cold.
Microwave.
Try no to laugh,
Why am I laughing?
Music again.
Fingers not useful.
Headphones tangled.
AAAHH.
Wow.
I think I need to pee.
Staring,
At people walking by.
Moving strangely.
Yep, time to pee.

And I wonder,
What you are thinking.
Thinking of me?
Thinking of love?
Am I alone,
In my thoughts of romance?
But to ask you,
Is to lay my heart on the line.
Do I want to know?
Do I want to risk the pain?
Or do I want to continue,
Living in this light hearted state.
Dreaming,
And dreaming,
Until the fantasy is broken.

Music playing,
Body moving.
Feet grace the floor.
Feet pound the floor.
Arms raised high.
The heat increases.

Hips sway.
Head tilts.
Leg lifts.
Heart pounding to the beat.
Dance.
And the Music plays on.

I sit,
Staring out the window,
Not seeing,
Just feeling.
Feeling the emptiness around me.
No one here but me.
Me, just me.
How I grow tired of me.

Reach out to me.
Hold me
Touch me.
Talk to me.
You,
All I want is you.
I never grow tired of you.


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