Footprints
For her, falling in love
Was just what it sounded like,
A clumsy mishap;
She stepped in a fresh,
Warm pile and tried
To scrape it off
The bottoms of her shoes,
But that’s always
Easier said than done.
Now, she tracks it along
Wherever she goes,
Leaving little footprints
On sidewalks and
In her friend’s apartments.
“Sorry,” she says,
“I’ll clean that up.”
But it’s too late.
They all swap glances,
And no one says a thing,
But everyone knows
You don’t just
Wash love off the floor
With lemon water.
Portraits of a Ghost 
This this this this. Stunning.
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Reblogged this on In the dark fog and commented:
Really deep thoughts on love 🙂 I only wish every love was reciprocated and no one ever had to wash it out of their hearts…
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Nice – I suppose it’s why we should wear shoes in unfamiliar places
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This is so beautiful, and really hits home just now. Thanks 🙂
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Reblogged this on C. E. Queripel and commented:
I just came across this absolute gem, and felt it needed sharing to the ends of the earth and back 🙂 Utterly beautiful, and completely sums up a lot of things for me right now. I’ll be writing some stuff of my own at some point soon, though probably a bit drier than this! Until then…
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Thanks, C.E. Cheers!
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love + poop = romantic? Now it does… 🙂
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You’re on your way to becoming my daily read with this one.
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speechless……awe….delight…..laughter….headshaking……where does this come from inside you?
I can’t decide if touring your mind would be like a night in Disney World, awesome Space Travel, a Stephen King movie, a trek in the jungle, the Chinese New Year in Hong Kong, being in Google Earth’s camera, or falling down Alice’s Rabbit Hole.
One thing it wouldn’t be is dull!
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A fart
like a burglar
dropping the silver
shocking the night silence
and creating its own pin drop quiet
freezing everyone’s natural responses
leaving all innocent by-standers pregnant
with explosive tension nervously repressed.
No one can think of any appropriate action to take.
This is the only thing I have that even slightly approaches your mind.
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HA! Oh man, that is fantastic.
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LOVE this.
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That’s adorable 🙂
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