He comes around the wall
And I feel my quickened heart.
I dare to look even while
Seconds become a moment.
He passes with dull eyes
And a whiff of musky skin.
I wish I could pass by
As unaffected as him.
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Author:
Amy Michelle Mosier (
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- Category: Reflection
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