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by Everlasting May 21, 2014 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Too Late, we crossed the Intersection.I didn't know what hit us -- just ----passing by, our bodies felt "lighter than our breathing." The world overcrowded by violent traffic, ---- Our heart was to the car a green light to a parking spot where it could crash ---- for eternity. I screamed for you to dodge it. instead you held me in your arms ---- gazing and waving hello to its windows. I wanted us to evade it -- but you did not.Written by: L.L. April 3, 2014----------------------------------Inspired by Poem : Metaphor by Claudia Emerson, Late Wife