when you come
your prehistoric presence weighs on my soul heavily
dragging my heart with every step. your dinasaur
breath steams from your nostrils then suddenly sucks
up the primordial air with one enormous inhalation your
disapproving demeanor wipes all chances of hope off
the map as your lumbering gait shatters the
fragile glass lined bubble of inspiration....
until you leave
by lucya lebid
©2013, Lucya Lebid, all rights reserved
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