n-poledancer's Diaryland Diary

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old yellow

There you were, still are
I move you stay
My fear of failing to capture the feelings and thoughts do not even phase you
You are accustomed to your one good side being reflected
You must be at peace with your shadow
And yet you have been here for me
All my life
I remember you at 5
I remember you at 12
I remember you at 23 and leaving
I found you again in another country
In another time zone
In another culture
And from a different angle
But there you were
Tipped to the side like a lemon wedge
In a cocktail
Or straight up like a flavorless nordic schnapps
All white
All orange
Any color when the veils glide over you

You have been there through the losses
Fractured bones, muscles tendons and impossible feelings
There you are. Every night. Controlling my cycles, Dictating the most subtle of my moods.

The most faithful. The most whole

11:52 p.m. - 2017-04-10

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