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Its humid in here.
The air is heavy, or is it my heart ?
I slip in and out of consciousness.
I feel some frantic movement around.
But it no longer bothers me.
I see you - younger, smiling, happy.
I try and smile.
Vision eludes me and I drift to sleep.
You are there - in a dandelion garden.
You look at me.
You say something.
No sound reaches my ears.
You smile and start running away.
Pausing to look at me.
Strength fails me. I cannot manage to move.
Suddenly I realize I can run.
I run towards you.
Stretch my hand to you.
Did you slow a bit ?
I finally grasp you.
It feels warm and strong.
Like ages ago.
I look at my fingers too.
They seem to be young too.
No more wrinkled,shaky and weak.
I realize we are running really fast.
I laugh loudly.
You join me.
We run together.


WindWatcher said…
This is very beautiful!!! :D

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Dear You,

Looks like I have found you.

In the depths of my love, I notice your smile.

Yes, the one you flash after that brief moment of joy.

I feel your fingers entwined in mine. All the time.

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