.echoes.

a million words flutter about my head like confused butterflies in a summery haze

4.15.2003

a heart flutters
in the stagnant heat

stillness boiling blood
rushing through veins
pulse rising
reaching
rolling
washing saltwater thoughts up on a beach
like waves.

in this tunnel
timing is
everything always
with each simple stride
in time with beads of sweat
on a glowing face
faster
stepping
softly
reaching

brunette curls
and a cool smile
easing the torture of thick humid air
open arms
reach out
and wrap around
engulfing my heavy heartbeat
like the tide.

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