You will be two, then three
I heard another voice speak to you
Through adrenaline beating my ears
For ten years
You were my perfect shadow
I smiled and shivered
You are not mine anymore
to hold in my box of failed love
and false destiny
That I opened when I needed proof
That he was not the one
A beautiful kite
I watched your colors vanish into cold blue light
You slipped from my hands
Or did I let you go?
Yasmeen Najmi
From "Ankh" © 2004 Yasmeen Najmi
Friday, November 27, 2009
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