Face to Face.

That moment when you realize–

Something’s different. Racing heart,

See something new in what’s old.

Living with ghosts, tempted to revert–

Dream– restless, face to face with the rush,

The fear of going back, the yearning.

See it. Feel it. Magic, somehow.

Memories transformed, steal your breath.

Refurbished feelings, faults forgot–

Senses burning, eyes closing

Dream as if it’s there, face to face.

One ghost, too many reasons…

I can feel it now. Burning.

Desire, deep within. Here–

Face to face.

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About clayhead33

I am a potter-- I love to draw, play guitar, cook yummy food... and just have fun in general. I love to make a difference with my work, even something as small as inspiring a fellow artist :)
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