Year of ’44

Don’t (just) fall for my words.

(I write. It’s what I do.)

Please wait until we meet,

feel my authentic self,

inhale me,

taste me,

slowly savor me.

(Savor: one of my favorite words)

Then we can decide (together) if we wish to fall forward.

Or take the easy path

and save ourselves

from feeling anything.at.all.

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She had taken the easy road before. That was then.

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#for Reticent Mental Property. Image from the web. This post inspired by dievca’s smiley face post. Thank you, d.
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