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I’ve my sword

Posted on April 15, 2013 By adcitlali

You’re on sight
I’ve my sword
No need to escape
not this time

I’m ready
In a bold skeptical way, I am
Ready to unwind the fear
I feel when you get too close
too friendly, too you

I’m fine
–got a high control threshold today
You won’t pass my guard
not today

Though you are close

I turn around
I might run

That slight touch of your arms
saturate my feelings

I stop

You say hi
I smile by my ninth attempt
to run away

Then I say hi
–I often do

_____Adriana Citlali
XV-IV-MMXIII

Written for the Sunday Wordle.

Wordle 104

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Comments (4)

  1. Leo says:
    April 15, 2013 at 3:30 pm

    It reminded me of somehow trying to avoid a former lover, but still trying to keep the premise of friendship, the old memories pressing the saturating feelings… Beautifully written.

    Thank you for stopping by my space 🙂 I enjoyed your take on the wordle, very much.

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      April 15, 2013 at 3:33 pm

      Wow! Thank you for your kind words. I haven’t written for a while and I was a bit nervous before posting –as I often am. 🙂

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  2. laughwithme45 says:
    April 16, 2013 at 1:40 am

    I like how you used the words. I felt like this was almost a painfully shy person trying to convince themselves to say hi.

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      April 16, 2013 at 2:39 pm

      What can I say? Those are the verses that came to mind when I tried to use that set of words. I’m glad you liked it.

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