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{May 9, 2013}   When We Are Invisible

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We sat alone that night
shivering from the cold
and the heat sparked fire right there in the dark
it’s a rare occasion
when we can talk and breathe
finally free from unkind eyes upon us
I can still feel your heart beating in time with mine
a symphony of desire mingled with fear
as we compared battle scars
and counted up the previous losses
there was a hesitation in your eyes
a reflection of my own
but the sparkle won out and we melted together
defying the odds
and keeping it down low for the most part
sometimes we fly when nobody’s watching
slipping through the shadows and ducking the spotlight
the details don’t matter at this point in time
we can duck and cover and wait it out
knowing with certainty
that everything comes out better in the wash

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You have such a grand and commanding voice WOW. Great visual too, you really create a scene here (music when I read it and everything!) πŸ™‚ NICE.



I’ll take your ‘wow’ and raise you a ‘right back atcha’ but there’s one thing I wonder, the musician part of me wonders what music you heard; the musician part of me is a lot more nervy than the other parts of me as in she ain’t no crybaby πŸ˜‰



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