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Liam
You were different
Vanilla and Jasmine
Heightened by the slight
Bite of orange peel riding
The undercurrent of it all.
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You were...soft
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I’ve never been in awe of a “soft” man before
Because soft men were weak men
Or at least, that’s what Momma taught me.
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Real men were strong
Reeking of beer
Faces scratchy with
A day’s worth of unshaven stubble
Arms big enough to twists mine
Behind my back
And pin me down
Keep me from leaving.
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But you were….different.
Worried green eyes stared
Back into mine and for a moment
Just one moment
I indulged myself
Didn’t flinch away
And stared back definitely.
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Savored the colour of
New spring growth
The kind of green
That crawls across the
Meadows right before
Summer dances
Through the wild flowers.
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“Are you all right?”
All right….that’s a loaded question
Was I? Was I? I didn’t even know anymore.
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“Hey, look at me!”
This time…
I flinched.
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The guy in front of me winced
At my reaction and his hands…
His hands, they fluttered like a butterfly,
Reaching out to touch me again
Then darting back like he was afraid.
It was okay, I would have been afraid too.
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“I’m sorry, I--are you okay?”
He knew the answer to the question
I could see it in his eyes
The way they darted to the vast expanse
Of water behind us, the dim lighting dancing
On the surface giving it an almost magical look
Then back to me.
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To me.
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A shiver rippled through
Through my body
Aching under skin
Flushed pale with cold.
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It was summer
But summer nights got cold too.
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He leaned forward
And I inhaled sharply
As his face came closer
To mine and I caught
A hint of mint on his breath.
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“Here….”
I blinked dumbly as
He handed me the jacket
He had been wearing and my heart…
It flipped and I tensed as he wrapped
The soft downy fabric around my shoulders.
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Run.
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But for once
I didn’t want to listen
To the voices in my head
I just wanted to sit
And let someone
Someone take care of me
For once.
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Just this once.
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“What’s,” I winced at the roughness of my voice
My throat burned with Chlorine and the force at which I had coughed
I could almost taste the weight of the lies I would have to tell after this.
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“What’s your name?”
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“Liam.”
AUTHOR’S NOTE:
Just a one shot idea I had and turned into free verse. :D