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The moment she molds to the cozy nook of his company,
she leaves for obligated adventure.
Distance is a wall-less prison that separates their union.
At first, consternation stings like a band-aid ripped off her heart-
his absence is missed like a front tooth.
Patience comforts the next few phases of loving someone who can’t be touched
and when she’s on her way home,
concern trails behind expected excitement.

As eager as a first-day employee, she routinely prepares for his return.
Making sure she presents her best, she paints her pretty little toes
rubs every pore on her skin clean and lathers herself in lavender.
She’s missed him and wants to prove it
by doing the little things she found no meaning to do without him.
But there’s a thought hanging that just won’t fade away.
One thought multiplies and generates a feeling.
A sore throbs in her chest
much more painful than the previous band-aid problem.
Pieces of history haunt her intentions.

Britta B.



  1. History can haunt, but the future can set you free.

    • hmm.. I’m inquisitive about this thought. I certainly hope so!

      And thanks for the blog love 🙂

  2. I love this. I do.

    • yeh?? I’m still unsure of how I feel about it… I think I could come back to in a few months and know what it’s missing. For the time being, I just had to get it off my chest.
      Thanks for the love 🙂

  3. Very well done Britta- Often the “past” tells us how to protect our “present” to do a better “future”.. very well done.. 🙂

  4. I wanted to say, thank you so very much for your previous participation at Jingle Poetry potluck.
    Your entry adds light and love to our community; we would love to have you this coming Monday,
    Any poem is welcome.
    Keep shining,
    You Are The Best!

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