Dust
as you brushed past
stirring things in me
feelings buried deep
that I forgot I needed
what do I do now?
you said you couldn't stay
loving me for a moment
before you were on your way
now the dust won't settle
on things you wouldn't say
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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