MIDDLE OF NOWHERE
There, I stood in the middle of Nowhere
Staring at a figure I thought I knew somewhere
Words lingered but sounds not dared
I and the figure a glance we shared
I felt my resolve weaken, my body sway
As she met my gaze, acknowledging in her own way
At first, she pretended not to care
Like a toddler, my heart was racing out of fear.
This trance continued playing on repeat
Her hands slips and landed on my lips
This session continued on a slow beat
I awoke bewildered, with a lingering heat.
In hindsight, it felt vivid, surreal,
Like the taste of an evening meal.
But like this poem's theme
It was all but a dream.
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