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Marie's Journal \


By indigo_marie on 06/03/2012
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...and when I breathe
is its not oxygen that flows through my body--
giving life to a life less-lived.
You and your Name
unceasingly pulse in my veins.

My thoughts, once mine alone
have grown
disobedient and unruly by the influence
of your stealthy magic.

Bewitched by words and quiet moments,
you steal pieces of me day by day.
I notice.
But my fear is gentled by the knowledge
you are a delicate thief.

When I open my stolen eyes,
I see truth
on the faces of passing people
on wind-kissed grass and leaves
on the beams of sun and moon
whispering solely for me,
"Yes, yes, yes....it is love."

...and in all the small, beautiful ways
of a tender, surreptitious theft
my heart is the last to be taken
to disappear fully into you.

By indigo_marie On 6/3/2012 11:20:56 PM
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