When Worlds Collide

I know you can hear me.
You say I’m cold. I don’t feel cold.
Seems my hands are as warm as yours.

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It’s cold here.
I can feel the heat blazing from you in waves.
Like a bonfire…a pyre.

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Can you feel me?
Waving my hand by your face,
running it down Your arm.
Goose pimples rise from the heat on your skin.

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I’m here. Feel me pinching you?
Memories whisper of perfume…cologne. Powder.
Rustle of clothing.
Tinkle of chimes as I run my fingers through them.
Here where you can’t see me.
A glimpse. A different place. Time.

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There are others here.
Our personal afterlives.
Merge, linger, move away..overlap.

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Sometimes they merge into the same place and time.
Different perspectives.
Then it’s a love story.
A lifelong friendship.
A family.

Death Maiden

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8 thoughts on “When Worlds Collide

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  2. Truly love this piece of Dark poetry! I could read it over and over and still it is haunting and beautiful! I feel honored to be able to read it! Thank you for sharing your prose with me!! Love you sister so much!! Xoxoxo

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