Notice of absence from Rev. Lord C.M. Bechard
I may not be around since reality loves to buckle and collapse at the most inconvenient times. I will eventually get back with you, once I conquer whatever is before Me making Me absent. But until then, wish Me luck, for I will need all I can muster.
I may not be around since reality loves to buckle and collapse at the most inconvenient times. I will eventually get back with you, once I conquer whatever is before Me making Me absent. But until then, wish Me luck, for I will need all I can muster.
That moment I walked in
You made a tiny gasp
Your eyes widened
Thinking that
I wasn't going to show up.
I saw that.
That way your nostrils flare
As I walk past you
The smell of Me
Lingering in the air
Ever so lightly.
I noticed that.
That way your eyes
Keep meeting Mine
Across the room
When you think
I don't notice you
Watching Me.
I caught that.
That way your lips
Tremble as I approach
Meeting eye to eye
Telling you that I
Missed seeing you around
As you stumble
On your own words
Telling Me the same.
I acknowledged that.
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Author:
Rev. Lord C.M.Bechard (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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