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Walls (M.P.Bridger)


She haunts my waking mind.
Night brings shadows but no respite
For she is there in my sleep.
I picture her face
Fresh and promising as the morning.
Her poise graceful, eyes shining,
Child-like in her innocence
Yet knowing.
To such beauty I would give my soul
And more. I would give that which I hide,
Guarded by sturdy walls
Built higher and stronger with the years,
High enough now to fog my mind
As to what it is they conceal.
Then she smiles..
And that which I have hidden so well
Beats against those walls.
Her eyes hold mine,
And I tear at the walls with my bare hands,
Desperate to free what is trapped inside.
The walls collapse;
I watch as my years of labour crumble to dust.
Finally my heart and I are reunited
Just briefly
Before I hand it to her for safe keeping.

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